I’m riding the day coach tonight
Can’t afford a sleeper tonight
I’m sitting wide-awake waiting for the dawn to break
I gotta see Georgia in the light
Forty-Seven Blow, blow ooh whoa whoa oh
You’re headin’ into Dixie, I know
Every time you turn a wheel, the thrill of home I feel
Blow Forty-Seven Blow
The happy wheels keep rolling along
Passing every mile with a song
My face against the pane
Watching friendly things again
I’m heading back where I belong
Forty-Seven Blow, blow ooh whoa whoa oh
You’re headin’ into Dixie, I know
Every time you turn a wheel, the thrill of home I feel
Blow Forty-Seven Blow
I’ll soon be on Main Street again
Yes, sir, right on main street again
My feet will feel so good
Just the way I knew they would
My lonely heart, it will sing again
Forty-Seven Blow, blow ooh whoa whoa oh
You’re headin’ into Dixie, I know
Every time you turn a wheel, the thrill of home I feel
Blow Forty-Seven Blow…
Blow Forty-Seven Blow…
Blow Forty-Seven Blow…
Blow, Forty Seven, Blow was written by Bob Miller.
Bob Miller released Blow, Forty Seven, Blow on Sat Jan 01 1944.