Headed for the station with a pack on my back
I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
Pal around with Democratic fellows named Mack
So, take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch' boogie
Woo woo, woo woo ch' boogie
Choo choo, choo choo ch' boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Well I reach my destination, but alas and alack
I need some compensation to get back in the black
I take the morning paper from the top of the stack
And read the situations from the front to the back
The only job that's open takes a man with a knack
So put it right back in the stack, Jack.
Choo choo, choo choo ch' boogie
Woo woo, woo woo ch' boogie
Choo choo, choo choo ch' boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Well I'm gonna settle down by the railroad track
And live the life of Riley in a beaten down shack
So when I hear the whistle I can peep through the crack
And hear the train a' rollin' while she's ballin' the jack
You know I love the rhythm of the clickety clack
So take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch' boogie
Woo woo, woo woo ch' boogie
Choo choo, choo choo ch' boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack.
Take me right back to the track, Jack.