Slow Train Through Georgia - Norman Blake

Down by the county bridge Gondola Road

Hauling down to Biringham the dirty ashlike coal

I shouldn’t have let him move me one come sunshine, rain or drought

'Cause just like the circle says southern serves the south

Hardship and troubles, lord you know I have some

Getting older every day and a fairweather bum

Let me tell you good people, here it’s just about time time

Catch a slow train through Georgia and ease a worried mind

Forty miles an hour she’s rolling down the line

Greasy rail, red clack trails through the long leaf pines

Anyplace that sunshine falls is where I long to be

Sunshine southern special drove me to the sea

Lord I wish was living day by day someplace down the track

Come on gal, my old pal you know we’ll not look back

I’ll take this old guitar I’ll play her every day

Like a slow train through Georgia roll my blues aways