Golden Rocket-Hank Snow

[ti:Golden Rocket] [ar:Hank Snow] [al:Golden Rocket] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Golden Rocket - Hank Snow [00:07.46]From old Montana down to Alabam [00:09.60]I've been before and I'll travel again [00:11.87]You trifling women can't keep a good man down [00:15.66] [00:16.54]You dealt the cards but you missed the play [00:18.96]So hit the road and be on your way [00:21.16]And gonna board the golden rocket and leave this town [00:24.89] [00:25.93]I was a good engine a running on time [00:28.33]But baby I'm switching to another line [00:30.41]So honey never hang your signal out for me [00:34.49] [00:35.08]I'm tired of running on the same old track [00:37.49]Bought a one way ticket and I won't be back [00:39.75]This golden rocket's gonna roll my blues away [00:43.26] [01:03.02]Hear that lonesome whistle blow [01:05.18]Well that's your cue and by now you know [01:07.48]That I got another true love waiting in tennessee [01:11.50] [01:12.10]This midnight special is burning the rail [01:14.36]So woman don't try to follow my trail [01:16.73]This golden rocket's gonna roll my blues away [01:20.39] [01:21.60]Hear her thunder on through the night [01:23.58]That golden rocket is a doing me right [01:25.85]And that sunny old southland sure is a part of me [01:29.95] [01:30.57]Now from your call board erase my name [01:32.95]Your fire went out you done lost your flames [01:35.20]And this golden rocket is a rolling my blues away [01:38.74] [01:58.45]That old conductor he seemed to know [02:00.72]You done me wrong I was feeling low [02:03.13]For he yelled aloud we're over that dixon line [02:06.53] [02:07.73]The brakeman started singing a song [02:09.94]Said you're worried now but it won't be long [02:12.35]This golden rocket is leaving your blues behind [02:15.89] [02:16.89]Then the porter yelled with his southern drawl [02:19.36]Let's rise and shine good morning yall [02:21.61]And I sprang to my feet to greet the new born day [02:25.58] [02:26.23]When I kissed my baby in the station door [02:28.50]That whistle blew like it never before [02:30.82]Of the golden rocket that rolled my blues away