Headed for the station with a pack on my back I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack Pal around with Democratic fellows named Mack So, take me right back to the track, Jack Choo choo, choo choo ch' boogie Woo woo, woo woo ch' boogie Choo choo, choo choo ch' boogie Take me right back to the track, Jack Well I reach my destination, but alas and alack I need some compensation to get back in the black I take the morning paper from the top of the stack And read the situations from the front to the back The only job that's open takes a man with a knack So put it right back in the stack, Jack. Choo choo, choo choo ch' boogie Woo woo, woo woo ch' boogie Choo choo, choo choo ch' boogie Take me right back to the track, Jack Well I'm gonna settle down by the railroad track And live the life of Riley in a beaten down shack So when I hear the whistle I can peep through the crack And hear the train a' rollin' while she's ballin' the jack You know I love the rhythm of the clickety clack So take me right back to the track, Jack Choo choo, choo choo ch' boogie Woo woo, woo woo ch' boogie Choo choo, choo choo ch' boogie Take me right back to the track, Jack. Take me right back to the track, Jack.