Railroad Lady
Written by Jerry Jeff Walker and Jimmy Buffett

Chorus:
            F                  C
She's a railroad lady, just a little bit shady,
         G7                C    C7
Spending her days on the train.
         F                          C
She's a semi good-looker,  but the fast rails they took 'er,
           G7                     F    G7     C   
Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again.


      C           C7                             C
South Station in Boston to the freight yards of Austin,
                                              G7
From the Florida sunshine to the New Orleans rain.
  C           C7             F         C
Now that the rail packs have taken the best tracks,
                             G7          C     C7       
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again.


Chorus

        C           G7          F              C
Once a highballin' loner, he thought he could own 'er,
                                         G7
Bought her a fur coat and a big diamond ring.
      C              C7              F           C
She hocked them for cold cash, left town on the Wabash,
                        G7                        C      C7
Never thinkin', never thinkin' of home 'way back then.

         C             C7         F           C
But the rails are now rusty, the dining cars dusty,
                                          G7   
The gold plated watches have taken their toll.
      C           C7           F             C         
The railroads are dying, and the lady, she's crying,
                           G7              C      C7
On a bus to Kentucky, and home that's her goal.

Chorus2:
         F                    C
She's a railroad lady, just a little bit shady,
  G7                       C      C7
Spending her life on the trains.
          F                           C
Once a Pullman car trav'ler, now the brakeman won't have her,
          G7                  F   G7     C
She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again.
             
       C        G7                     F      G7       C    F-G7-C               
Yeah, on a bus to Kentucky, then home - once - again.