Spoken: All aboard! For the Panama Limited to New Orleans! Let's go I got the choo-choo blues! Had 'em all night and day I have that choo-choo blues! Had 'em all night and day Because that Panama Limited took my sweet man away These blues, these blues, are driving me insane These blues, these blues, are driving me insane Don't want to hear nobody call the Panama Limited name Oh, I hate to hear that choo-choo when she blows Lord, I hate to hear that choo-choo when she blows Because my daddy left me standing at the station door spoken: Oh, blow that thing, honey Go ahead on and mess with it Oh, what town is this? Every time I see the conductor, porter, engineer, I scream Every time I see the conductor, porter, engineer, I scream They're from the Panama Limited, from Chicago to New Orleans