When a woman gets the blues
She hangs her little head and she cries
When a woman gets the blues
She hangs her little head and she cries
But when a man gets the blues
He grabs a train and flies

Now everytime I see the lonesome railroad train
Everytime I see the lonesome railroad train
Oh it makes me wish I was going home again

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I've got the blues so bad to this whole wide world looks blue
I've got the blues so bad to this whole wide world looks blue
And I ain't got a dime and I don't know what to do

Now look yonder coming, coming down that railroad track
Oh look yonder coming, coming down the railroad track
With the black smoke rolling, rolling from that old smokestack