Hey, Porter, Hey Porter! Would you tell me the time? How much longer will it be `Til we cross that Mason Dixon Line? At daylight will you tell that engineer to slow it down; Or better still, just stop the train `Cause I want to look around.
Hey, Porter! Hey Porter! What time did you say? How much longer will it be `Till I can see the light of day? When we hit Dixie will you tell that engineer to ring his bell; And ask everybody that ain`t asleep to stand right up and yell.
Hey, Porter! Hey Porter! It`s getting light outside. This old train is puffin` smoke and I have to strain my eyes. But ask that engineer if he will blow his whistle please, `Cause I smell frost on cotton leaves, And I smell that Southern breeze.
Hey, Porter! Hey, Porter! Please get my bags for me, I need nobody to tell me now that we`re in Tennessee. Go tell that engineer to make that lonesome whistle scream. We`re not so far from home so take it easy on the steam.
Hey Porter! Hey Porter! Please open up my door. When they stop this train I`m gonna get off first `Cause I can`t wait no more. Tell that engineer I say, "Thanks a lot. I didn`t mind the fare. I`m gonna set my feet on Southern soil And breathe that Southern air."
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