Hey Porter

Hey porter! Hey porter! Would you tell me the time

How much longer will it be 'til we cross

That Mason-Dixon Line

At daylight would ya tell that engineer

To slow it down

Or better still just stop the train

'Cause I wanna look around

Hey porter! Hey porter! What time did ya say

How much longer will it be till I can

See the light of day?

When we hit Dixie will you tell that engineer

To ring his bell

And ask everybody that ain't asleep

To stand right up and yell

Hey porter! Hey porter! It's getting light outside

This old train is puffin' smoke

And I have to strain my eyes

But ask that engineer if he will

Blow his whistle please

'Cause I smell frost on cotton leaves

And I feel that Southern breeze

Hey porter! Hey porter! Please get my bags for me

I need nobody to tell me now

That we're in Tennessee

Go tell that engineer to make that

Lonesome whistle scream

We're not so far from home

So take it easy on the steam

Hey porter! Hey porter! Please open up the door

When they stop the train I'm gonna get off first

'Cause I can't wait no more

Tell that engineer I said thanks alot

And I didn't mind the fare

I'm gonna set my feet on Southern soil

And breathe that Southern air