Besedila: Ry Cooder. HEY PORTER.

Hey porter, hey porter, would you tell me the time?
How much longer will it be 'til we cross that Mason Dixon Line?
At daylight would you tell the engineer to slow it down?
Or better still, just stop the train 'cause I wanna look around

Hey porter, hey porter, what time did you say?
How much longer will it be 'til I can see the light of day?
When we hit Dixie, would ya tell the engineer, to ring his bell
And tell everybody that ain't asleep to stand right up and yell?

Hey porter, hey porter, please go and get my bags for me
I don't need nobody to tell me now, that I'm in Tennessee
We're not so far from home you know, and it's a gettin' light outside
This old train is a, puffin' smoke and I had to strain in my eyes

Hey porter, hey porter, Please open up the door
When this train stops, I'm gonna get off faith first, I can't wait no more
Tell the engineer I say, thanks a lot, and I didn't mind the fare
I'm gonna set my feet on Southern soil, I'm gonna breathe a Southern air