The Cannon-Ball

You can wash my jumper starch my overalls
Catch the train they call the Cannonball
From Buffalo to Washington
Yonder comes the train coming down the track
Carry me away, but ain’t gonna carry me back
My honey babe, my blue eyed babe
My baby left me, she even took my shoes
Enough to give me the doggone worried blues
She is gone, she’s solid gone
I’m going up north, I’m going up north this fall
If luck don’t change I won’t be back at all
My honey babe, I’m leaving you