I lost all my money In a crooked poker game Now I'm going home On this old freight train I got the boxcar blues Shuffle on down the tracks (Shuffle, shuffle on...

Deck the halls with boughs of holly Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Tis the season to be jolly Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Don we now our gay apparel...

Well, Willie, he carried his guitar on his back As he hopped aboard a freight train And somewhere in the cold cold [Incomprehensible] Songs of Hank he would sin...

Well, I'm tired and I'm weary but I must goin' on Till the Lord comes and calls my soul away Well, the morning will be so bright and the lamb will be the light ...

How I love that old melody they're playing I heard it in so many different songs It made stars out of country music singers And somehow it just keeps playin' on...

I stopped at a roadhouse in Texas A little place called Hamburger Dan's I heard that old jukebox a-playin' A song about a truck drivin' man So pour me another ...