Choo Choo Ch'Boogie   Manhattan Transfer
 
I'm headin' for the station with my pack on my back,
I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack,
I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack,
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack,
And pal around with democratic fellows named "Mac",
So, take me right back to the track, Jack!


Choo-choo, Choo Choo Ch’Boogie,

Woo-woo Boogie woogie,

Choo-choo, Choo Choo Ch’Boogie,

Take me right back to the track, Jack!

You wake up in the mornin' feelin' sharp as a tack,
You open up the sack and you gobble a snack,
Then smokin' a cigarette you din't get in a pack,
While takin' off your shoes so you can empty the slack,
There's nothing you can do about the dough that you lack,
But beat it right back to the track, Jack!  (Chorus)
 
You reach your destination but alas and alack,
You need some compensation to get back in the black,
You take a mornin' paper from the top of the stack.
And read the situationPs from the front to the back,
But the only job that's open needs a man with a knack,
So you puts it right back in the rack, Jack!   (Chorus)
 
I'm gonna settle down beside the railroad track,
And life the life o' Riley in a beaten down shack,
So when I hear a whistle I can peep thru the crack,
And watch the train a-rollin' when it's ballin' the jack,
For I just love the rhythm of the clikety clack,
So take me right back to the track, Jack!  (Chorus)
 
I'm headin' for the station with my pack on my back,
I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack,
I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack,
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack,
And pal around with democratic fellows named "Mac",
So, take me right back to the track, Jack!
 

Choo-choo, Choo Choo Ch’Boogie,

Woo-woo Boogie woogie,

Choo-choo, Choo Choo Ch’Boogie,

Take me right back to the track, Jack!

 You wake up in the mornin' feelin' sharp as a tack,
You open up the sack and you gobble a snack,
ThePn smokin' a cigarette you din't get in a pack,
While takin' off your shoes so you can empty the slack,
There's nothing you can do about the dough that you lack,
But beat it right back to the track, Jack!  (Chorus)
 
You reach your destination but alas and alack,
You need some compensation to get back in the black,
You take a mornin' paper from the top of the stack.
And read the situations from the front to the back,
But the only job that's open needs a man with a knack,
So you puts it right back in the rack, Jack!   (Chorus)
 
I'm gonna settle down beside the railroad track,
And life the life o' Riley in a beaten down shack,
So when I hear a whistle I can peep thru the crack,
And watch the train a-rollin' when it's ballin' the jack,
For I just love the rhythm of the clikety clack,
So take me right back to the track, Jack!  (Chorus)