Text: Grateful Dead. Dick's Picks, Vol. 1 (Live). Big Railroad Blues.

Well my mama told me, my papa told me too
Now my mama told me, papa told me too
Well I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues

Wish I had listened what my mama said
Wish I had listened what my mama said
Well I wouldn't be here tryin' to sleep in this cold iron bed

Alright

Well I went to the depot, I'd never got there on time
Went down to the depot, I'd never got there on time
Well the train done left, she's a rollin' down the line

Mister jailer, go away now, don't tell me no lies
Mister jailer, away, don't tell me no lies
When my train go down, she's rollin' down the line, down the line

Well my mama told me, my papa told me too
Well my mama told me, papa told me too
Well I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues

Wish I had listened what my mama said
Wish I had listened what my mama said
Well I wouldn't be here tryin' to sleep in this cold iron bed, no, no