Lyrics:

I got up this morning, hear the train whistle blow
I got up this morning, hear the train whistle blow
Lord I thought about my baby, I sure did want to go

Lord I grabbed up my suitcase, I dropped it on the floor
Lord I grabbed up my suitcase, I dropped it on the floor
I could see the conductor, he waving his hands to go

I said Mister conductor man, I want to talk to you
I said Mister conductor man, I want to talk to you
I want to ride your train, from here to Bugaloo

I'm leaving this morning, man I ain't got my fare
I'm leaving this morning, man I ain't got my fare
But I will shovel coal in your engine, till your train get me there

Crying please Mister conductor man, please take my last thin dime
Crying please Mister conductor man, please take my last thin dime
Lord I got a woman in Bugaloo waiting, man I can't lose no time

When the bell started ringing, conductor hollered all aboard
When the bell started ringing, conductor hollered all aboard
Lord I picked up my suitcase, start walking down the road

I'm leaving this morning, I sure don't want to go
I'm leaving this morning, I sure don't want to go
Lord and the woman I been loving, she don't want me no more