I hid out,in a boxcar,on a slow train,heading west Dressed like a railman,so not to seem conspicous The train whistled four times,indicating, a track change, So I hopped off in Albertie,near Portage and Main. Chorus Ride the rails heading west,to the town I love best, I can only tell myself,good luck to the rest. Ride the rails,ride the rails,to the city out west. (Ride the rails to that city I love best.) omit from last Chorus. Verse2 The folk there are gentle, the women so nice The Hospitality Inn,I sought for a bite, A bar in the Cabaret,to quench a mans thirst, Cigars on the pillow,and a rack of clean shirts, Chorus There's the place that's just right, for a tuckered mans head, With a doubled up mattress,on a four postered bed, Sheets of pure silk,a feathered pillow to match, Tattered and tired I lay down to rest. Chorus,then last line,{Slowly} Ride the rails to the city,for my final rest. C...D...C, End