Freight Train - Elizabeth Cotten

Freight train Freight train

Run so fast

Freight train Freight train

Run so fast

Please don't tell what train I'm on

They won't know what route

I've gone

When I am dead

And in my grave

No more good times

Here I crave

Place the stones

At my head and feet

Tell them all

That I've gone to sleep

When I die

Lord bury me deep

Way down on old Chestnut street

So I can hear old Number 9

As she comes rolling by

When I die

Lord bury me deep

Way down on old Chestnut street

Place the stones

At my head and feet

Tell them all

That I've gone to sleep