This Train - The Wayfaring Strangers

This train don’t carry no gamblers, this train

This train don’t carry no gamblers, this train

This train don’t carry no gamblers

No crap shooters, no midnight ramblers

This train don’t carry no gamblers, this train

This train, don’t carry no jokers, well, this train

This train, don’t carry no jokers, well, this train

This train, don’t carry no jokers

No high-tone women, no cigar smokers, well

This train, don’t carry no jokers, well, this train

This train, done carried my mother, well, this train

This train, done carried my mother, well, this train

This train, done carried my mother

My mother, my father, my sister and my brother

This train, done carried my mother, well this train

This train, she’s bound for glory, well, this train

This train, she’s bound for glory, well, this train

This train, she’s bound for glory, well, this train

This train, she’s bound for glory

If you want to get to heaven then you’ve got to be holy, well

This train, she’s bound for glory, well, this train