All around the water tank waitin' for a train. A thousand miles away from home sleeping in the rain. I walked up to the brakeman just to give him a line of talk. He said if you've got money I'll see that you don't walk. I haven't got a nickel not a penny to my name. Get off get off you railroad bum and he slammed the boxcar door. He put me off in Texas the place I dearly love. Wide open spaces all around me the moon and stars up above. Nobody seemed to want me or lend me a helping hand. I'm on my way from Frisco I'm going back to Dixie land. Though my pocket book is empty and my heart is full of pain.