I'm headed for the station with my pack on my back
I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I just love the rhythm of the clickety clack
I hear the whistle blowing, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellas named Mac
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie
Whoo whoo, whoo whoo ch'boogle
Choo choo choo choo ch'boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack
You reach your destination and alas and alack
You need some compensation to get back in the black
You take a morning paper from the top of the stack
And read the situation from the front to the back
The only job that's open needs a man with a knack
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie
Whoo whoo, whoo whoo ch'boogle
Choo choo choo choo ch'boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie
Whoo whoo, whoo whoo ch'boogle
Choo choo choo choo ch'boogie
He made the freight train boogie
As he rolled down the line