I was born to ride a freight train with a six string in my hand, singing songs about my sweet thing while it's leading me to the promise land.
Well I left my home in Caroline to find a place where I could dine on heartaches, loose women where I could be honory and mean, well I found some boys that thought like me and we hid our stash in a hollow tree, pretty soon we were on the run from the law in Tennessee.
Well we hopped off that train in New Orleans and I tell you boys it was quite a scene when we headed down to Bourbon and everything was purple and green. We drank that night till the daylight broke and I'll testify but it ain't no joke when a lawman grabs you up and says come with me, I said NO SIR
We tried to run to no avail and they threw us all in the county jail, said wait right there for the judge he'll be right back, well the judge said y'all boys come with me we're gonna ship you back to Tennessee on your freight train but you'll be wearing white and black.
Guess I was born to ride a freight train with a chain gang for a band, singing songs about my sweet thing while doin 15 for the man.