Freight Train

 
 Freight train, freight train runs so fast
 Freight train, freight train runs so fast
 Please don’t tell what train I’m on
 So they won’t know where I’m gone
 
When I die lord bury me deep
Way down on old Chestnut street
So I can hear old number nine
As she comes rolling by

When I am dead and in my grave
No more good times ere I crave
Put a stone at my head and feet
And tell them all that I’m gone to sleep