I worked for the union and on my very first communion, you know,

It never ever, ever, ever worked out right

So I spent the night sleepin' on the railway

I worked for the foundry and man my mind it nearly drowned

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

It never, it could never work out right

So I said "so long, amigo. good night" and slept on the railway

The railway, there's no better way, ooh the railway

And it's nice to talk to you today

I worked for the miller, a very, very nice type of fell-a {fellow}

But I could see that it was never gonna work out right

So I split and spent the night sleeping on the railway

I worked in the subway arc, oh yeah, yeah

You know it never, no no never, no never no, ever no, worked out right

So I said "so long" and spent the night on the railway

The railway, give me a bottle of whiskey, ooh the railway

Ooh, there's nothin' like the railway

And I'd like to thank someone for mascara and good things that I done

And for the time ya spent and the friendship begun

And most of all starry nights on the railway

Oh, I don't know no better way

Than just, ooh, lyin' back an' drifting away

I can hear it, I can hear it