My sweet man done gone
And left me there
It makes me feel just like
Going right to the bed
I need loving everyday
I sure miss the plenty since he went away

I feel just like I could
Go to my bedroom and cry
Feel just like I could
Go off somewhere and die
Surely one can understand
I’ve got to find a loving man

I’m gonna have me a ticket
When the mail train rolls around
I don’t care where it goes to
My man must be found
I wanna freight hop, don’t stop
Don’t care if thеre’s an engineer or not
I’m gonna ride on thе mail train
Till I run my daddy down

[Cornet solo: Louis Armstrong]

I wanna freight hop, don’t stop
Don’t care if there’s an engineer or not
I’m gonna ride on the mail train
Till I run my man down