Now listen a minute while I sing this song, you worry baby it won't take long. I'm just about ready to the line, So be surprised if I leave this time.
I'm goin' north and I'm goin' south Don't want no more of your mouth. I'm hittin' the road, gonna ring bells, Better I can do it well.
Midnight train, ramblin' All night long I'm gamblin', Been losin' all my money and it is funny, umm badda dum. Midnight train, ramblin' Al night I'm gamblin', Well tell you baby, well you better be movin' on.
I really don't know where I'm goin' for sure, Ain't map, it ain't no tour. headin' out to the open sky, Who knows, even die.
Well don't you worry your little head 'Cause you gave a dang what I did or said. That's why I'm packin' to this place Can't stand to look at cheatin' face.
Well you treated me a little boy And played around I was a toy. you thought I'd have the blues, Look cryin', guess you lose.
(twice) It's about that time, be movin' on
Midnight Train (version "Missing Links, Vol. 3")
1: I'm an angry man, I sing an angry song, Tell you it won't be long, Well I'll my bags, get outa here, my guitar and a case o' beer. Well I'm north and I'm goin' south, Tell you honey, better shut mouth, Well I'll kick your head here to hell, You know I can do it well.
Midnight train, ramblin', ramblin', All long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin', Losin' all my money well it is funny, hon. train, ramblin', ramblin', All long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin', Tell you what'n well you better be movin' on.
2: Well I really don't know where I'm for sure, got a map, and it ain't no tour, I'm headin' out for the open sky, Who knows? Might die. Well you worry your pretty little head, I never a damn what I did or said. That's why I'm to leave this place, Can't stand at your cheatin' face.
(repeat)
3: Well you treated me a little boy, And you played around I was a toy. I guess you I'd have the blues, Look who's cryin', you lose.
(repeat)
CHORUS: train, rambling, rambling, All long I'm gambling, gambling. Losing all my money, well it really so funny, hon. train, rambling, rambling, All long I'm gambling, gambling. Tell you what'n baby, well you be moving on.
(repeat)
CHORUS: It's that time, better be movin' on. Get here, you better be movin' on. Well that's all she wrote, you better be on.