Freight Train, Freight Train, Run So Fast( freight Train, Freight Train, Run So Fast(( please Don't Tell What Train I'm On( they Won't Know What Route I've Gone ((
when I Am Dead And In My Grave ( no More Good Times Here I Crave( place The Stones At My Head And Feet( tell Them All That I've Gone To Sleep.((
when I Die, Lord, Bury Me Deep( way Down On Old Chestnut Street( then I Can Hear Old Number 9( as She Comes Rolling By.