Earl Nelson & the Company - Back to Barton Springs

Traveling on that rail, leaving New Orleans
Traveling on that rail, goin' back to Barton Springs
Don't you blow that whistle, else you'll make me moan
Like that cold-rolled chisel, scratched my naked bone
Traveling on that rail, leaving New Orleans
Traveling on that rail, back to Barton Springs
Don't you blow that whistle, else you'll make me moan
Like that cold-rolled chisel, scratched my naked bone
Traveling on that rail, leaving New Orleans
Traveling on that rail, back to Barton Springs
Don't you blow that whistle, else you'll make me moan
Like that cold-rolled chisel, scratched my naked bone
Traveling on that rail, bound for New Orleans
Traveling on that rail, leaving Barton Springs
Won't you blow that whistle, I don't think I'll atone
For the gin that fizzle, and the, sweetly sung trombone

Written by:
Ryan Nelson

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