Down In The Track

Tom johnston

I been workin the whole day long

On these railroad ties singin a sad, sad song

Down the track is a bad way to live

The boss mans whip is all hes got to give

And late at night in the twilight of the south

They put you in a cell and let the bulldogs out

The old cat down the way

Well hes singin out the blues

cause hes got no one back home

Oh, somebody sighed

Next day comes they send you back out on the track

All that sweat be drippin down off your back

Everybodys singin a workin mans song

Hopin they dont have to feel the whip on their bone

The water boy slowly works his way around

A bucket full of swamp water weighin him down

Old squezer walker just fell out on the ground

And theyre draggin his body away

Oh, my, my, my

Well, theres talk around camp

That theres gonna be a fight

Old razor face and willie black

The meanest dudes in sight

Ones got a razor and the others got a knife

But only ones gonna walk out alive

Oh, baby, mama, get me out of here

Cant stand no more

This place is gonna be the death of me

Believe to my soul that I gotta be free

Theres only one way that its every gonna be

Thats when the angels come and take me away

Well, now

Oh, baby, mama, get me out of here

Cant stand no more

This place is gonna be the death of me

Believe to my soul that I gotta be free

Theres only one way that its every gonna be

Thats when the angels come and take me away

Well, now