When the Midnight Choo-Choo Leaves for Alabam'

I’ve had a mighty busy day
I’ve had to pack my things away
Now I’m going to give the landlord back his key
The very key
That opened up my dreary flat
Where many weary nights I sat
Thinking of the folks down home who think of me
You can bet you’ll find me singing happily
When the midnight choo-choo leaves for Alabam'
I’ll be right there
I’ve got my fare
When I see that rusty-haired conductor-man
I’ll grab him by the collar
And I’ll holler
«Alabam'! Alabam'!»
That’s where you stop your train
That brings me back again
Down home where I’ll remain
Where my honey-lamb am
I will be right there with bells
When that old conductor yells
«All aboard! All aboard!
All aboard for Alabam'»
The minute that I reach the place
I’m goin' to overfeed my face
'Cause I haven’t had a good meal since the day
I went away
I’m goin' to kiss my Pa and Ma
A dozen times for ev’ry star
Shining over Alabama’s new mown hay
I’ll be glad enough to throw myself away