I went down to the station. . Leaned against the door, Went down to the station, Leaned against the door I knew it wa the Empire Stae Express, I could tell by the way she blows. I asked the depot agent, "Please let me ride the blinds" Asked the depot agent, "Please let me ride the blinds" He said, "Son, I wouldn't mind .But the Empire State ain't mine" You know that Empire State, She rides on eastern time. That Empire State, Rides on Eastern time, She's the 'rollingingest' baby, On the New York Cental line. It was a mean ol' fireman And a low down engineer. It wa a cruel fieman And a low-down engineer That tok my woman away And left me standing here. Yes, the engineer blew the whistle, The fireman rang the bell The engineer blew the the whistle, The fireman rang the bell It was a cruel fireman And a low-down engineer Tha t took my woman away And left poor me standing here Yes, the engineer blew the whistle The fireman rang the bell The engineer blew the whistle, The fireman rang the bell. My woman's on board, She's waving me fare-thee-well. I'm gonna tell you What that mean ol' train will do. I'm gonna tell you What that mean ol' train will do. They'll take your woman away And shoot black smoke back at you. They'll take your woman away And shoot black smoke back at you.
Compositor: Eddie J House Jr (House Son) ECAD: Obra #17026136