The Tennessee local
Is a slow movin' train
But folks in Tennessee
Never seem to complain
They like a slow ride
So they can see the countryside
I said the Tennessee local
Is a smoky little
Pokey little train
You never have to worry
'bout it jumpin' the track
They oil it with molasses
That's what's holdin' it back
They like a slow ride
So they can see the countryside
I said the Tennessee local
Is a smoky little
Pokey little train
It chugs along and hugs along
An old rusty rail
It stops in every hamlet
To deliver the mail
It slows at every crossing
When it comes to the bend
The engineer gets off
And has a chat with a friend
You count the cows and chickens
As you ride on your way
You read the Burma signs
And understand what they say
'Cause it's a slow train
But you can see the whole terrain
I said the Tennessee local
Is a smoky little
Pokey little train
It chugs along and hugs along
An old rusty rail
It stops in every hamlet
To deliver the mail
The oil leaks the engine squeaks
The seats are all loose
But the Tennessee local
Has a classic cabose
You count the cows and chickens
As you ride on your way
You read the Burma signs
And understand what they say
'Cause it's a slow train
But you can see the whole terrain
I said the Tennessee local
Is a smoky little
Pokey little train
I said the Tennessee local
Is a smoky little
Pokey little train