All around the water tank Waiting for a train A thousand miles away from home Standing in the rain I walked up to a brakeman To hand him a line of talk He says if you've got money, Bill I'll see that you don't walk I haven't got a nickel Not a penny can I show Get off, get off you railroad bum And he slammed the boxcar door He put me off in Texas A state I dearly love The wide open spaces all around me The moon and stars above Nobody seems to want me Or lend me a helping hand I'm on my way from Frisco Going back to Dixieland My pocketbook is empty And my heart is full of pain I'm a thousand miles away from home Just a waiting for a train