Hoppin' A Freight

Well I'm Hoppin' A Freight, I'm rollin' down the track
Lord the way the things got, I can't be comin' back
I'll be down on the bayou in a one room shack

Yes I'm runnin' away, away from this old town
Lord the way things got, I can't be hangin' 'round
Don't ya look for me- 'cause I won't be found

I can feel that breeze off of the Pontchartrain
Blue skies above, no sign of rain
My little Cajun gal is gonna ease my pain

Where the bumble bees buzz and the music plays
On old Basin Street, we'll spend our days
With my sweet Yvonne, and her lovin' ways

Yes, I'm Hoppin' A Freight- I'm rollin' down the track
Lord the way things got, I can't be comin' back
I'll be down on the bayou in a one room shack
Yay, yeah