Just a loud mouth Yankee I went down to Mexico. I didn't have much time to spend, about a week or so. There I lightly took advantage of a girl who loved me so. But I found myself a-thinkin' when the time had come to go
[Chorus] What am I doin' hangin' round? I should be on that train and gone. I should be ridin' on that train to San Antone, What am I doin' hangin' round?
She took me to the garden just for a little walk. I didn't know much Spanish and there was no time for talk. Then she told me that she loved me not with words but with a kiss. And like a fool I kept on thinkin' of a train I could not miss
Well it's been a year or so, and I want to go back again. And if I get the money, well I'll ride the same old train. But I guess your chances come but once and boy I sure missed mine. And still I can't stop thinkin' when I hear some whistle cryin'