Now listen a minute while I sing this song, Don't you worry baby it take long. I'm about ready to draw the line, So don't be surprised if I leave time.
Well I'm north and I'm goin' south Don't want no more of your mouth. I'm hittin' the road, gonna some bells, Better I can do it well.
Midnight train, ramblin' All night I'm gamblin', gamblin' Been all my money and it really is funny, umm badda dum. Midnight train, ramblin' Al night I'm gamblin', Well tell you what baby, well you be movin' on.
Well I really don't where I'm goin' for sure, Ain't map, it ain't no tour. Just out to the open sky, Who knows, might die.
Well don't you worry your little head 'Cause you never a dang what I did or said. That's why I'm packin' to leave this Can't stand to at your cheatin' face.
Well you treated me a little boy And around like I was a toy. Guess you thought I'd the blues, Look whose cryin', you lose.
(twice) It's that time, better be movin' on
Train (version from "Missing Links, Vol. 3")
1: Well I'm an angry man, I an angry song, Tell you honey it be long, I'll pack my bags, get outa here, With my guitar and a o' beer. Well I'm north and I'm goin' south, Tell you honey, better shut mouth, Well I'll kick head from here to hell, You know I can do it well.
Midnight train, ramblin', ramblin', All night I'm a-gamblin', gamblin', Losin' all my money it really is funny, hon. train, ramblin', ramblin', All long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin', you what'n baby well you better be movin' on.
2: Well I don't know where I'm goin' for sure, got a map, and it ain't no tour, I'm just out for the open sky, Who knows? Might die. Well don't you your pretty little head, I never give a damn I did or said. That's why I'm packin' to this place, Can't stand look at your face.
(repeat)
3: you treated me like a little boy, And you played around I was a toy. I guess you thought I'd the blues, who's cryin', guess you lose.
(repeat)
CHORUS: train, rambling, rambling, All long I'm gambling, gambling. Losing all my money, well it really so funny, hon. train, rambling, rambling, All night I'm gambling, gambling. Tell you what'n baby, well you be moving on.
(repeat)
CHORUS: It's about time, better be movin' on. Get outa here, you be movin' on. Well that's all she wrote, you better be on.