Waiting For A Train

All around the water tank, a-waiting for a train
 A thousand miles away from home, sleeping in the rain
 Well, I walked up to a brakeman, to give him a line of talk
 He said, 'If you got money, I'll see that you don't walk'
 Well, I haven't got a nickel, not a penny can I show
 'Get off, get off, you railroad bum,' and he slammed the boxcar door
 Well, they put me off in Texas; a state I dearly love
 The wide open spaces all around me
 And the moon and the stars up above
 Well, no one seems to want me, or lend me a helping hand
 I'm on my way from Fresco; I'm going back to Dixieland
 Oh, my pocketbook is empty, and my heart is full of pain
 I'm a thousand miles away from home, just a-waiting for a train