Hey porter! Hey porter
Would you tell me the time
How much longer will it be until we cross
That Mason Dixon Line
At daylight would you tell that engineer
To slow it down
Or better still, just stop the train
Because I want to look around
Hey porter! Hey porter what time did ya say
How much longer will it be until I can
See the light of day
When we hit Dixie will you tell that engineer
To ring his bell
And ask everybody that isn't asleep
To stand right up and yell
Hey porter! Hey porter
It's getting light outside
This old train is puffing smoke
And I have to strain my eyes
But ask that engineer if he will
Blow his whistle please
Because I smell frost on cotton leaves
And I feel that Southern breeze
Hey porter! Hey porter
Please get my bags for me
I don't need anybody to tell me now
That we're in Tennessee
Go tell that engineer to make that
Lonesome whistle scream
We're not so far from home
So take it easy on the steam
Hey porter! Hey porter
Please open up the door
When they stop the train I'm
Going to get off first
Because I can't wait no more
Tell that engineer I said thanks a lot
And I didn't mind the fare
I'm going to set my feet on Southern soil
And breathe that Southern air