Southern Cannon-Ball

I had to quit rail rollin' and
It didn't agree at all
There was always something wrong
With the Southern Cannonball
I once loved a maiden she was fair and tall
Her pa he was the engineer
On the Southern Cannonball

She promised she would wed me and we
Married in the month of June
And go to the magic island
To spend our honeymoon
At last my dreams were shattered when she
Put me off of the stall
She said the whistle was broken
On the Southern Cannonball

I loved this girl so dearly so
I fixed the whistle back
The next thing she told me was
The cabooses off of the track
But days and nights a labored to get
This back off of a train
Always ready for my highball when
The bell refused to ring

I fixed the bell in a jiffy
And I called the preacher done
Who married us in the old boxcar
For the train refused to run
We made our home in a boomer
Shack I loved that southern sky
And we rocked the baby to sleep each
Night by a train whistle lullaby