(Keep on rollin', oooh, keep on rollin')
Gonna buy me a ticket and ride on the B&O
Gonna buy me a ticket and ride on the B&O
I'm gonna keep on rollin' far as I can go
Got my cash in a matchbox, my clothes in a brown paper
Got my cash in a matchbox, my clothes in a brown paper
But my heart's like this freight train, full of fire and smoke
You know my baby's waitin' down in Baltimore
You know my baby's waitin' down in Baltimore
She's gonna scream and holler
When she hears that whistle blow
So come on choo choo, move on down that track
So come on choo choo, move on down that track
I'm gonna kiss that woman till I blow my stack
