Oh! Mister Railroad Man 
Won't You Take Me Back To Alabam'?
Composer(s): Stanley Murphy; Henry I. Marshall



This afternoon at four a knockin' at my door
Came the letter carrierman 
With a letter in his hand
That came from Birgmingham, way down in Alabam' 
And it was full of love and kisses 
From the gal who's goin' to be my Missus
Oh, oh, oh!
That's why I want to go where the Southern breezes blow

Oh, Mister, look a here! oh, Mister, look a here!
Can't you see just how it reads! 
Says I've got the love she needs! 
Just notice how she pleads, just see her pleadin' 
Cause she says she's tired of livin' lonely 
And she's longing just to have me only
Oh, oh, oh! 
That's why I've come to you in your uniform of blue

Oh Mister Railroad man! 
Won't you take me back to Alabam'
'Way down to Birmingham, Alabam' 
To the sweetest gal what am! 
And when the snow is falling in the Northern clime 
I'll be pickin' cotton in the bright sunshine
Oh Lordy! good, kind, Mister Railroad Man!
Take me back to Alabam'!