It's raining here Storming on the deep blue sea Lord, it's raining here Storming on the deep blue sea Ain't no black headed momma can make a fool out of me Now I can see a train Coming down the railroad tracks I see that train Coming down the railroad tracks And I'd love to hear That old smokestack Talk about your troubles that's all I've ever known Talk about your troubles that's all I've ever known If I hadn't of been a man I would have had to stay at home I may need clothes I may need hat and shoes I may need clothes I may need hat and shoes Makes no difference what I need I'll never sing the blues