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 will you tell that engineer to slow it down
Or better still, just stop the train `cause I want to 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 will you tell that engineer to ring his bell
And ask everybody that ain`t asleep to stand right up and yell
Hey, porter, hey porter! It`s getting light outside
This old train is puffin` smoke and I have to strain my eyes
But ask that engineer if he will blow his whistle please
`Cause I smell frost on cotton leaves, and I feel that southern breeze
Hey, porter, hey porter! Please get my bags for me
I need nobody to tell me now that we`re in Tennessee
Go tell that engineer to make that lonesome whistle scream
We`re not so far from home so take it easy on the steam
Hey, porter, hey porter! Please open up the door
When they stop this train I`m gonna get off first `cause I can`t wait no more
Tell that engineer I say, thanks a lot, and I didn`t mind the fare
I`m gonna set my feet on southern soil and breathe that southern air