Spike Drivin' Blues - Chris Knight

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