All around the water tanks, waiting for a train A thousand miles away from home, sleeping in the rain I walked up to a brakeman, to give him a line of talk He says "If you've got money, I'll see that you don't walk" I haven't got a nickel, not a penny can I show "Get off, get off, you railroad bum"; he slammed the boxcar door ♪ He put me off in Texas, a state I dearly love The wide open spaces all around me, the moon and the stars up above Nobody seems to want me, or lend me a helping hand I'm on my way from Frisco, I'm going back to Dixieland Though my pocketbook is empty and my heart is full of pain I'm a thousand miles away from home, just waiting for a train