I am just a poor girl
Trying to get back home
Waiting by the station
Barefoot on the stones
Seven years from ponchatoula
Not one penny in my hand
Please mister help me
I come so far I cannot stand
He said we dont take no riders
No riders on this train
Go on ask the brakeman
Hell tell you just the same
I dont take no riders
Dont take no riders on this train
Best move on down the line, mama
Go on back from where you came
I done left my mama
When I was but a child
Took off with a young man
Started running wild
Seven years from ponchatoula
Aint nothin gone my way
Please mister help me
Cant you hear a word I say?
He said we dont take no riders
No riders on this train
Go on ask the brakeman
Hell tell you just the same
I dont take no riders
Dont take no riders on this train
Best move on down the line, mama
Go on back from where you came