Last Train To Heaven by Boxcar Willie Lyrics
[Chorus]
I'll ride that last train to heaven on rails of solid gold
In a boxcar lined with satin where the nights are never cold
Where a hobo's always welcome, even in his ragged clothes
I'll ride that last train to heaven when the final whistle blows
[Verse 1]
Well I set in hobo jungles from Maine to New Orleans
I've heard ole timers tell the tale of a train they hope to see
There'll be a long black steamer that shines just like the sun
With a thousand miles of boxcars behind engine number one
[Chorus]
I'll ride that last train to heaven on rails of solid gold
In a boxcar lined with satin where the nights are never cold
Where a hobo's always welcome, even in his ragged clothes
I'll ride that last train to heaven when the final whistle blows
[Verse 2]
All the hobos will be waiting, no more sleeping on the ground
With his hand upon the throttle, there'll be no putting down
This ride is just for hobos, they'll come from all around
When that train gets down to her last run destination heaven bound
[Chorus]
I'll ride that last train to heaven on rails of solid gold
In a boxcar lined with satin where the nights are never cold
Where a hobo's always welcome, even in his ragged clothes
I'll ride that last train to heaven when the final whistle blows
I'll ride that last train to heaven when the final whistle blows
I'll ride that last train to heaven on rails of solid gold
In a boxcar lined with satin where the nights are never cold
Where a hobo's always welcome, even in his ragged clothes
I'll ride that last train to heaven when the final whistle blows
[Verse 1]
Well I set in hobo jungles from Maine to New Orleans
I've heard ole timers tell the tale of a train they hope to see
There'll be a long black steamer that shines just like the sun
With a thousand miles of boxcars behind engine number one
[Chorus]
I'll ride that last train to heaven on rails of solid gold
In a boxcar lined with satin where the nights are never cold
Where a hobo's always welcome, even in his ragged clothes
I'll ride that last train to heaven when the final whistle blows
[Verse 2]
All the hobos will be waiting, no more sleeping on the ground
With his hand upon the throttle, there'll be no putting down
This ride is just for hobos, they'll come from all around
When that train gets down to her last run destination heaven bound
[Chorus]
I'll ride that last train to heaven on rails of solid gold
In a boxcar lined with satin where the nights are never cold
Where a hobo's always welcome, even in his ragged clothes
I'll ride that last train to heaven when the final whistle blows
I'll ride that last train to heaven when the final whistle blows