The Train Carrying Jimmie Rodgers Home

Come along my ,

dear the ,

time is growing ,

near

I want you to

walk down to where the ,

field is over ,

grown ,

Consumption's claimed his ,

life and we ,

dare not miss the ,

sight

Of the

train carrying ,

Jimmie

Rodgers home ,

We've had some hard ,

times these ,

last few years ,

Lost our

farm - almost ,

lost our spirits, ,

too ,

But

it's the strangest ,

thing when we ,

hear that brakeman ,

sing

we

knew that some ,

how we'd ,

made it ,

through.

I can

hear

that whistle blow

That old

train

is rollin' slow

Sounds like its

crying for the ,

singing brakeman ,

too ,

Down to the

sunny south he'll ,

go and he'll ,

never roam no ,

more

Here comes the

train oh hold me ,

close oh ,

sweetheart, do ,

Come my little ,

son and ,

let me hold you up ,

I want you to

remember this ,

day when you are ,

grown ,

How your

mama and your ,

dad were so ,

proud and so ,

sad

Watching the

train carrying ,

Jimmie

Rodgers home ,

There goes the

train carrying ,

Jimmie

Rodgers home ,

(Yo

del

aw

ay

h

ere...)