Lyrics:

Play a little blues
Paul Butterfield

Trade I ride
16 coaches long
Trade I ride
16 coaches long
Well, that long black train
Took my baby and gone
Train, train
Rolling around the bend
Train, train (train)
Rolling around the bend
Well, it took my baby
Away from me again
Run down to the station to meet my baby at the gate
Ask the station master if my train's a-running late
He said, 'If you were waiting on the 444
I hate to tell you, son, that train won't stop here anymore'
Train, train (train)
Rolling around the bend
Train, train
Rolling around the bend
Well, it took my baby
Away from me again

I heard that whistle blow in the middle of the night
When I got down to the station, the train was run out of sight
Missed the train, train
Rolling around the bend
Missed the train, train
Rolling around the bend
Well, it took my baby
Away from me again