I've had a mighty busy day,
I've had to pack my things away,
Now I'm goin' to give the landlord back his key;
The very key that opened up my dreary flat,
Where many weary nights I sat,
Thinking of the folks down home who think of me;
You can bet you'll find me singing happily.
When the midnight choo-choo leaves for Alabam',
I'll be right there, I've got my fare.
When I see that rusty haired conductor man,
I'll grab him by the collar and I'll holler
"Alabam! Alabam!" That's where you stop your train,
That brings me back again
Down home where I'll remain,
Where my honey land am.
I will be right there with bells,
When that old conductor yells,
"All aboard! All aboard! All aboard for Alabam'".
The minute that I reach the place,
I'm goin' to overfeed my face,
'Cause I havn't had a good meal
since the day I went away.
I'm goin' to kiss my Pa and Ma
A dozen times for ev'ry star,
Shining over Alabama's new mown hay;
I'll be glad enough to throw myself away.
Berlin, Irving, "When the Midnight Choo-Choo Leaves for Alabam'" (1912). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1580.
The views expressed in this paper are solely those of the author.