Paroles de Monday Mountain Momma

Monday morning waiting on a freight train I can hear that whistle blowing My old lady tried to stop me But I told her I had somewhere to go Engine forty nine she took me down the line Back to New Orleans where the women taste like wine Sweet song singin New Orleans lady Dancing on the barroom floor She makes living so easy I ain't got to work my days any more Engine forty nine she took me down the line Back to New Orleans where the women taste like wine Poker playing and gypsies Go together like the bird in the sky One is always drinking whiskey Neither stays in one place till the day that they die Engine forty nine she took me down the line Back to New Orleans where the women taste like wine