Southern Train

Theres a southern train leavin' here this mornin'
 Its headin south at ten fourty-five
 I want to be on board that engine when it leaves here
 and ride her back home to Caroline
 I want to feel that southern sunshine on my shoulders
 and visit with those friends I used to know
 I want to sit down on the front porch with my mother
 and sing those gospel songs that she loves so
 I want to walk those mountain trails and smell that laurel
 Take off my shoes and wade those mountain streams
 And lesiten to the pine trees as they whisper
 Welcome home my son, its not a dream
 Well I missed that southen train again this mornin'
 This old cell'll be my home a long long time
 But if I die now up here in this prison
 Let me ride her back home one more time