Song parody of
Danville Girl, No. 2
by Woody Guthrie
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I went down to the railroad yard, watch that train come by,
Knew the train would roll that day, but I did not know what time.
I did not know what time, boys, did not know what time.
Knew the train would roll that day but I did not know what time.
Good morning Mister Railroad Man, what time does your train roll by?
Nine-sixteen and two-forty-four, twenty-five minutes 'til five.
At nine-sixteen, two-forty-four, twenty-five minutes 'til five.
Thank you Mister Railroad Man, I wanna watch your train roll by.
Standing on the platform, smoking a big cigar,
Waitin' for some old freight train that carries an empty car.
I rode her down to Danville Town, got stuck on a Danville girl,
Bet your life she was a pearl, she wore that Danville curl.
She wore her hat on the back of her head like high-tone people all do,
Very next train come down that track, I bid that girl adieu.
I bid that girl adieu, poor boys, I bid that girl adieu,
The very next train come down that track, I bid that girl adieu.
I went down to the railroad yard, watch that train come by,
Knew the train would roll that day, but I did not know what time.
I did not know what time, boys, did not know what time.
Knew the train would roll that day but I did not know what time.
Good morning Mister Railroad Man, what time does your train roll by?
Nine-sixteen and two-forty-four, twenty-five minutes 'til five.
At nine-sixteen, two-forty-four, twenty-five minutes 'til five.
Thank you Mister Railroad Man, I wanna watch your train roll by.
Standing on the platform, smoking a big cigar,
Waitin' for some old freight train that carries an empty car.
I rode her down to Danville Town, got stuck on a Danville girl,
Bet your life she was a pearl, she wore that Danville curl.
She wore her hat on the back of her head like high-tone people all do,
Very next train come down that track, I bid that girl adieu.
I bid that girl adieu, poor boys, I bid that girl adieu,
The very next train come down that track, I bid that girl adieu.
