Like The 309

[Verse 1] It should be a while before I see Dr. Death So it would sure be nice if I could get my breath Well I'm not the crying nor the whining kind Until I hear the whistle of the 309 [Chorus] Of the 309, of the 309 Put me in my box on the 309 [Verse 2] Take me to the depot, put me to bed Blow an electric fan on my gnarly old head Everybody take a look, see I'm doing fine Then load my box on the 309 [Chorus] [Verse 3] Hey sweet baby, kiss me hard Draw my bath water, sweep my yard Give a drink of my wine to my Jersey cow I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for my journey now On the 309, on the 309 I hear the sound of a railroad train The whistle blows and I'm gone again It will take me higher than a Georgia pine Stand back children, it's a 309 [Chorus] [Verse 4] A chicken in the pot and turkey in the corn Ain't felt this good since jubilee morn Talk about luck, well I got mine Asthma coming down like a 309 Write me a letter, sing me a song Tell me all about it, what I did wrong Meanwhile I will be doing fine Then load my box on the 309 [Chorus]