Текст песни Railroad Track Blues - Chris Jamison

Hey, doctor, doctor, doctor can you give me a pill?
Just a little something that will cure my ills
I've been one for women, whiskey and wine
Little of that's what I'd be doing fine, fine, fine

Oh, doctor, doctor, doctor can't you help me?
In this dying need as I am
Women and whiskey, they won't leave me alone
I can hear that freight train whistle moan

All the kings horses and all the kings men
They couldn't put me back together again
Train from central station leaves quatter past two
I think I got to pass down on the railroad train blues

I think I got those pass down on railroad train blues

Hey, preacher, preacher, preacher can't you save my soul?
Come to somethin', somethin' I ain't seen before
Few words for the women, whiskey and wine
Preacher ask me, I'll be doing fine, fine, fine

Fine, fine, fine
Fine, fine, fine

Oh, all the kings horses and all the kings men
They couldn't put me back together again
Train from central station leaves quatter past two
I think I got to pass that railroad train blues

Think I got my gun and goo too, yeah
Think I got those, passed out, yeah
Think I got those pass down the railroad
Think I got those pass down on the railroad train blues