Текст песни Hank Snow - Crack In The Boxcar Door
Hank Snow - Crack In The Boxcar Door слова песни
A long black engine keeps a rollin` along its wheels goin` clickety-clackShe`s carryin` me to war that eastern seaboard Louisiana I ain`t comin` backAnd I sit all alone in an empty box listen to the engine roarAnd I see the world that she oughta be seen through a crack in the boxcar door[ guitar ]A hobo`s life is a lonely life and I`m restless son of a gunSo I`ll keep a riding these ribbons of steel and wait for my setting sunAnd I sit all alone...[ guitar ]The engineer is pullin` her down and I reckon we ain`t goin` to stopAnd I`ll be a dodgin` the man that sticks I hear him a walkin` on topAnd I sit all alone...[ guitar ]Most folks think I`m a crazy man at all of hoboes like meBut I let the bottle that holds all the world and I`ll die happy and freeAnd I reckon I`ll die in an empty box listen to the engine roarI`ll take the last long look at ther world that I loveThrough a crack in thin boxcar doorI`ll take the last long look...