Текст: Johnny Horton. Golden Rocket.

From old Montana down to Alabam
I've been before and I'll travel again
You triflin' women can't keep a good man down

You dealt the cards but you missed a play
So hit the road and be on your way
You're gonna board the Golden Rocket and leave this town

Well, hear that thunder on through the night
This Golden Rocket is doin' me right
And that sunny Southland sure is a part of me

From your call board erase my name
Your fire went out you done lost your flame
And this Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away

Yeah, I was a good engine a runnin' on time
But baby I'm switchin' to another line
So honey never hang your signal out for me

I'm tired of runnin' on the same old track
I bought a one way ticket and I won't be back
This Golden Rocket's gonna blow my blues away

Yeah, hear that thunder on through the night
This Golden Rocket is doin' me right
And that sunny Southland sure is a part of me

From your call board erase my name
Your fire went out you done lost your flame
And this Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away