Freight Train (Clark Jr. Gary)

Freight train, Freight train, run so fast Freight train, Freight train, run so fast Please don't tell what train I'm on They won't know what route I've gone When I am dead and in my grave No more good times here I crave Place the stones at my head and feet Tell them all that I've gone to sleep When I die, Lord, bury me deep Way down on old Chestnut street I can hear old Number 9 As she comes passing by Freight train, Freight train, run so fast Freight train, Freight train, run so fast Please don't tell what train I'm on They won't know what route I've gone Please don't tell what train I'm on They won't know what route I've gone