Hey porter! Hey porter!
Would you tell me the time?
How much longer 'til we cross
That Mason Dixon Line?

At daylight would ya tell the engineer
To slow it down?
Or better still, just stop the train
Because I want to look around

Hey porter! Hey porter!
What time did you say?
How much longer 'til I can
See the light of day?

When we hit Dixie will you tell the engineer
To ring his bell?
And ask everybody that ain't asleep
To stand right up and yell

Hey porter! Hey porter!
Would you get my bags for me
I don't need nobody to tell me now
That I'm in Tennessee

When I'm so far gone
And it's getting light outside
This train is old, puffing smoke
And I have to strain my eyes
Hey porter! Hey porter!
Would you open up the door
When this train stops I'm gonna get off first
'Cause I can't wait no more

Tell the engineer I said thanks a lot
And I didn't mind the fare
I'm gonna set my feet on Southern soil
And breathe the Southern air