| Headin' for the station with a pack on my back,
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| I’m tired of transportation in the back of hack,
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| I love to hear the rhythm of the clickity clack,
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| And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack,
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| And pal around with democratic fellows named Mac;
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| So, take me right back to the track, Jack!
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| Choo choo, choo choo, ch’boogie!
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| Woo woo, ooh ooh, ch’boogie!
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| Choo choo, choo choo, ch’boogie!
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| Take me right back to the track, Jack!
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| You reach your destination, but alas and alack!
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| You need some compensation to get back in the black,
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| You take your morning paper from the top of the stack,
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| And read the situation from the front to the back,
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| The only job that’s open needs a man with a knack,
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| So put it right back in the rack, Jack!
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| Choo choo, choo choo, ch’boogie!
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| Woo woo, ooh ooh, ch’boogie!
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| Choo choo, choo choo, ch’boogie!
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| Take me right back to the track, Jack!
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| Gonna settle down by the railroad track,
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| Live the life of Riley in a beaten-down shack,
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| So when I hear a whistle I can peak through the crack,
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| And watch the train a rollin' when they’re ballin' the jack,
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| I just love the rhythm of the clickity clack,
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| So, take me right back to the track, Jack!
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| Choo choo, choo choo, ch’boogie!
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| Woo woo, ooh ooh, ch’boogie!
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| Choo choo, choo choo, ch’boogie!
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| Take me right back to the track, Jack!
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| Take me right back to the track, Jack! |