I worked for the union and on my very first communion, you know,
it never ever, ever, ever worked out right
So I spent the night sleepin' on the railway
I worked for the foundry and man my mind it nearly drowned
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
It never, it could never work out right
So I said ";So long, amigo. Good night"; and slept on the railway
The railway, there's no better way, ooh the railway
And it's nice to talk to you today
I worked for the miller, a very, very nice type of fell-a {fellow}
but I could see that it was never gonna work out right
So I split and spent the night sleeping on the railway
I worked in the subway arc, oh yeah, yeah
You know it never, no no never, no never no, ever no, worked out right
So I said ";So long"; and spent the night on the railway
The railway, give me a bottle of whiskey, ooh the railway
Ooh, there's nothin' like the railway
And I'd like to thank someone for mascara and good things that I done