Hey, hey, daddy won't treat me right Hey, hey, daddy won't treat me right I packed my bags, I'm leaving here tonight I cried last night, baby and the night before I cried last night baby and the night before I'm going I'm going, I won't see you no more Can't you hear that lonesome whistle blow? Can't you hear that lonesome whistle blow? Gonna ride that train just as far as I can go Going round the world to soothe my aching heart Going round the world to soothe my aching heart Tell all my friends goodbye before I start I'm going I'm going, sorry but I can't take you I'm going I'm going, sorry but I can't take you I just can't stand the low down way you do