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From old Montana down to Alabam' I've been before and I'll travel againYou triflin' women can't keep a good man downYou dealt the cards but you missed a play so hit the road and be on your wayGoin' board the Golden Rocket and leave this townI was a good engine a runnin' on time but baby I'm switchin' to another lineSo honey never hang your signal out for meI'm tired of runnin' on the same old trackBought a one way ticket and I won't be backThis Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues awayHear that lonesome whistle blow that's your cue and by now you knowThat I got another true lover waitin' in TennesseeThis midnight special is a burnin' the rail so woman don't try to follow my trailThis Golden Rocket's gonna blow my blues awayHear her thunder on through the night this Golden Rocket is a doin' me rightAnd that sunny old southland sure is a part of meNow from your call board erase my name your fire went out you done lost your flameAnd this Golden Rocket is rollin' my blues awayThat old conductor he seemed to know you done me wrong I was feelin' lowFor he yelled aloud we're over that Dixon LineThe brakeman started singin' a song said you're worried now but it won't be longThis Golden Rocket is leavin' your blues behindThen the porter yelled with his southern drawl let's rise and shine good mornin' ya allAnd I sprang to my feet to greet the new born dayWhen I kissed my baby in the station door the whistle blew like it never beforeOf the Golden Rocket that rolled my blues away From Letras Mania