when the iron work got slow
It was cornbread and hard scrabble
and scratchin' for every dime
Till he threw it in and he hit the road
and walked that endless line
On the last freight train leavin' here
On the last freight train
He tried his hand at lots of jobs,
and he did them all with pride
From shoein' mules to drivin' trucks,
he mastered what he tried
It must have been Ramona,
she was all he cared about
When she ran away and left him,
you could see the fire go out
On the last freight train leavin' here
On the last freight train leavin' here
then he'll say that he was
Now he knows every railroad boy
from New York to Santa Fe
on the far side of the hill
Now his son is sinking lower
and he's looking for her still
On the last freight train leaving here
On the last freight train leaving
