Lyrics Spike Drivin' Blues - Chris Knight

Spike Drivin' Blues

I musta been born
With steel in my hand
Probably gonna die
A Spike Drivin' Man
I just lay the rail
I don’t drive a train
But if it jumps the track
I’m gonna hear my name
Train master says
This train better roll
Gotta pull the big boss’s
Cars of coal
So I work all night
In the pouring rain
I hate the train master
And I hate his train
Trains roll on and on
Don’t never turn me lose
I toss and turn all night long
Got the Spike Drivin Blues
On my way home
Train blocks the road
Always make me wait
Make supper cold
Then me and my wife
Go to sleep in our bed
'Till the high ball comes
And wakes the dead
Used to ride the caboose
Used to run the brake
'Till the bossman said
That job ain’t' safe
Now I’m back on the rail
A hammer in my hand
I know I’m gonna die
A Spike Drivin' Man
Spike Drivin' Blues
Drive a man insane
I hate the train master
And I hate his train