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Story behind the song
He's a sharp dressed, slicked back lovin' machine.
Lyrics
Railroad Bill, he’s a mighty careful man.
He keeps a 44 pistol in his waistband.
If you’re gonna draw down, give it your best try.
Or, you’ll be pushing up daisies with a new third eye.
Roll on, roll on, Railroad Bill.
You know, Railroad Bill, he’s tall and lean.
He’s a sharp dressed, slicked back loving machine.
All them womens would fall down at his feet.
Every time Bill go down on to the street.
Roll on, roll on, Railroad Bill.
Roll on down through Memphis. Roll on to Gainesville.
Ride that train all day and night fore you have your fill.
Feel that engine hug the tracks. Hear that whistle trill.
You got to roll on, roll on, Railroad Bill.
Keep on rollin, now.
Railroad Bill met a girl up in North Dakota.
She came equipped complete with a racing motor.
Motor’s steady purring from four till late.
She kept old Bill in a terrible state.
Roll on, roll on, Railroad Bill.
You got to roll on, roll on, Railroad Bill.
