| G | C | G | |
| One day the train was passin', I | caught it comin' | by |
| D | |
| To look this old world over under God's blue | sky |
| G | C | G | |
| My | darlin' stood there weepin' as | I was lookin' | back |
| D | G | |
| I kissed my baby cryin' in the | smoke along the | track. |
| G | C | G | |
| Goodbye, so long, un- | til I come back home, you'll be my | dream |
| D | |
| Goodbye, so long, there's lots of places that I've never | seen |
| G | C | G | |
| I'll | always be a drifter, but | I'll be driftin' | back |
| D | G | |
| To where I left you cryin' in the | smoke along the | track. |
| I like to keep on goin' it helps me when I'm blue |
| I get the urge to travel, that's all I want to do |
| I know I just can't settle down because I like to roam |
| And when I hear that whistle blow, I've gotta move along. |
| Goodbye, so long, there' s something down the track keeps callin' me |
| Goodbye, so long, I guess that's just the way I'll always be |
| So when I get that feelin' don't try to hold me back |
| I'd only leave you cryin' in the smoke along the track. |
| I know my baby loves me, I love my baby too |
| But she don't understand me when I'm feelin' blue |
| And when I hear that whistle blow, I hurry home and pack |
| And leave my baby cryin' in the smoke along the track. |
| Goodbye, so long, I hate to leave you, but I've got to go |
| Goodbye, so long, It's comin', I just heard that whistle blow |
| It'll be here in a minute, you'll wave and I'll look back |
| I'm gonna leave you cryin' in the smoke along the track. |