Lyrics:

I checked into South Carolina
I was living on red beans
Well, I had to go to places I know
And places I have never seen
Well, I got me a girl from the Midwest country
She don't know the way around
So we left Jake's farm in a big fast car
And now I'm Arizona bound
I took a highway out to Salt Lake City
A radical ride on the beach
We had a kickass show of justified love
Out on the Mississippi bridge
Well, my uncle is bad, but it's a real fine lady
Tell her where my soul is at
I got a fire jump, I didn't know she could run it
I must have been a real dumb cat
Get me back to Buffalo Station
I never need take another vacation
Working overtime at Buffalo Station
That's where I belong
Give me a ticket to Buffalo Station
I couldn't wish for a greater occupation
Get me back to Buffalo Station
That's where I belong

The law came down to Golden, my daddy
So he had to send me on the dole
When the real cold got in the no-stroke tie
Came over on the radio
Some beautiful girl from the North State Prison
Stole my money and my lady
So I'm scrubbing the bins and I'm pulling the yin
To make it on the road again
Get me back to Buffalo Station
I never need take another vacation
Working overtime at Buffalo Station
That's where I belong
Give me a ticket to Buffalo Station
I couldn't wish for a greater occupation
Get me back to Buffalo Station
That's where I belong

I checked into South Carolina
I was living on red beans
Well, I had to go to places I know
And places I have never seen
Well, I got me a girl from the Midwest country
She don't know the way around
So we left Jake's farm in a big fast car
And now I'm Arizona bound
Get me back to Buffalo Station
I never need take another vacation
Working overtime at Buffalo Station
That's where I belong
Give me a ticket to Buffalo Station
I couldn't wish for a greater occupation
Get me back to Buffalo Station
That's where I belong

If you see my woman on your way back home
Tell her I'll be gone, but I won't be long
Well, I'll set off in the morning with a no-good pair of shoes
My guitar's all right, so I can play all night
Well, get on down, get on down to Memphis
Where a steel guitar man plays so hard it'll bore you down
Down, down, get on down to Memphis
The one back door in the record store
Help me if I get on down

If you see my baby going on down the road
With her blue dress on, well, I'll soon be gone
Well, it's no good feeling nothing, it makes no sense at all
No matter who you are, be a rockin' star
Get on down, get on down to Memphis
Where a steel guitar man plays so hard it'll bore you down
Come on, down, down, get on down to Memphis
The one back door in the record store
Help me if I get on down

If you see my baby coming on down the road
Tell her I'll be gone, but I won't be long
Well, I'll set off in the morning with a no-good pair of shoes
My guitar's all right, so I can play all night
Get on down, get on down to Memphis
Where a steel guitar man plays so hard it'll bore you down
If you get on down, get on down to Memphis
The one back door in the record store
Help me if I get on down
Get on down, get on down to Memphis
Where a steel guitar man plays so hard it'll bore you down
Down, down, get on down to Memphis
The one back door in the record store
Help me if I get on down