The Tennessee Local is a slow-movin' train
But folks in Tennessee never seem to complain;
They like a slow ride
So they can see the countryside
I said the Tennessee Local is a smokey little pokey little train

You never have to worry about it jumpin' the track
They oil it with molasses, that's what's holdin' it back;
They like a slow ride
So they can see the countryside
I said the Tennessee Local is a smokey little pokey little train

It chuffs along and huffs along an old rusty rail
It stops at every hamlet to deliver the mail;
It slows at every crossing when it comes to the bend
The engineer gets off and has a chat with a friend

You count the cows and chickens as your ride on your way
You read the Burma signs and understand what they say;
'Cause it's a slow train
But you can see the whole terrain
I said the Tennessee Local is a smokey little pokey little train

It chugs along and hugs along an old rusty rail
It stops at every hamlet to deliver the mail;
The boiler leaks, the engine squeaks, the seats are all loose
But the Tennessee Local has a classy caboose
You count the cows and chickens as your ride on your way
You read the Burma signs and understand what they say;
'Cause it's a slow train
But you can see the whole terrain
I said the Tennessee Local is a smokey little pokey little train
I said the Tennessee Local is a smokey little pokey little train