Hey, Porter, Hey Porter! Would you tell me the time? How much longer will it be 'til we cross that Mason Dixon Line? At daylight would you tell the engineer to slow it down; Or better still, just stop the train 'cause I wanna look a round.
Hey, Porter! Hey Porter! What time did you say ? How much longer will it be 'till I can see the light of day ? When we hit Dixie would ya tell the engineer to ring his bell; And tell everybody that ain't asleep to stand right up and yell.
Hey, Porter! Hey, Porter! Please, go on and get my bags for me, I don't need nobody to tell me now that I'm in Tennessee. We're not so far from home, you know, and it's a-getting light outside This old train is a-puffin' smoke and I have to strain in my eyes
Hey Porter! Hey Porter! Please open up the door. When they stop this train I'm gonna get off first 'cause I can't wait no more. Tell the engineer I say, "Thanks a lot. And I didn't mind the fare. I'm gonna set my feet on Southern soil, I'm gonna breathe the Southern air."Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
