Hey Porter

Hey Porter, hey Porter

Would you tell me the time?

How much longer will it be

Till we cross that Mason Dixon-Line?

When we get to Dixie

Would you tell that engineer to slow it down

Or better still just stop the train

'Cause I'd like 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 gettin' light outside

This old train is puffin' smoke and I have to strain my eyes

But ask that engineer if he'll 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 gettin' close to 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 said "Thanks a lot and I didn't mind the fare"

Gonna set my feet on Southern soil

And breathe that Southern air