Like The 309

1. It should be a while before I see dark to death

So it would sure be nice if I could get my breath

Well I`m not the crying nor the whining kind

Till I hear the whistle of the 309

Of the 309, of the 309

Put me and my box on the 309

2. Take me to the depot Put me to bed

Blow an electric fan on my knarly old head

Everybody take a look, see I`m doing fine

Then load my box on the 309

On the 309, on the 309

Put me and my box on the 309

3. Hey sweet baby kiss me hard

Draw my bath water Sweep my yard

Give a drink of my wine to my Jersey cow

I wouldn't give a hootin' hell for my journey now

On the 309, On the 309

4. I hear the sound of a railroad train

The whistle blows and I`m gone again

It will take me higher than a Georgia pine

Stand back children it`s a 309

It's a 309, It's a 309

Put me and my box on a 309

5. A chicken in the pot, A turkey in the corn

I haven't felt this good since jubilee morn'

Talk about luck, well I got mine

Asthma comin' down like the 309

Write me a letter, sing me a song

Tell me all about it, what I did wrong

Meanwhile, I will be doing fine

Then load my box on the 309

On the 309, On the 309

Gonna get outta here on the 309