Jerry Jeff Walker/Jimmy Buffett

Chorus:
She's a railroad lady, just a little bit shady,
Spending her days on the train
She's a semi good-looker, but the fast rails they took 'er,
Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again

South Station in Boston to the freight yards of Austin,
From the Florida sunshine to the New Orleans rain
Now that the rail packs have taken the best tracks,
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again

Chorus

Once a highballin' loner, he thought he could own 'er,
Bought her a fur coat and a big diamond ring
She hocked them for cold cash, left town on the Wabash,
Never thinkin', never thinkin' of home 'way back then

But the rails are now rusty, the dining cars dusty,
The gold plated watches have taken their toll
The railroads are dying, and the lady, she's crying,
On a bus to Kentucky, and home that's her goal

Chorus 2:
She's a railroad lady, just a little bit shady,
Spending her life on the trains
Once a Pullman car traveler, now the brakeman won't have her,
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again

Yeah, on a bus to Kentucky, then home - once - again