Portland Maine is just the same as sunny Tennessee
Portland Maine is just the same as sunny Tennessee
Any old place I hang my hat is home sweet home to me
I went down to the depot and I looked up on the board
I went down to the depot and I looked up on the board
It said it's good times here but better on down the road
I'll eat my breakfast here and eat my dinner in New Orleans
I'll eat my breakfast here and eat my dinner in New Orleans
I'm gonna find me a woman lord I aint never seen
Where was you momma when my train left the shed
where was you momma when my train left the shed
I was standing by my front door wishing to god I was dead
I went to a little gypsy at a fortune telling place
I went to a little gypsy at a fortune telling place
She read my mind and then she slapped my face
Chris Thile - Brakemans Blues Lyrics
Chris Thile - Brakemans Blues Lyrics
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Portland Maine is just the same as sunny Tennessee
Portland Maine is just the same as sunny Tennessee
Any old place I hang my hat is home sweet home to me
I went down to the depot and I looked up on the board
I went down to the depot and I looked up on the board
It said it's good times here but better on down the road
I'll eat my breakfast here and eat my dinner in New Orleans
I'll eat my breakfast here and eat my dinner in New Orleans
I'm gonna find me a woman lord I aint never seen
Where was you momma when my train left the shed
where was you momma when my train left the shed
I was standing by my front door wishing to god I was dead
I went to a little gypsy at a fortune telling place
I went to a little gypsy at a fortune telling place
She read my mind and then she slapped my face
Portland Maine is just the same as sunny Tennessee
Any old place I hang my hat is home sweet home to me
I went down to the depot and I looked up on the board
I went down to the depot and I looked up on the board
It said it's good times here but better on down the road
I'll eat my breakfast here and eat my dinner in New Orleans
I'll eat my breakfast here and eat my dinner in New Orleans
I'm gonna find me a woman lord I aint never seen
Where was you momma when my train left the shed
where was you momma when my train left the shed
I was standing by my front door wishing to god I was dead
I went to a little gypsy at a fortune telling place
I went to a little gypsy at a fortune telling place
She read my mind and then she slapped my face
Writer: JIMMIE RODGERS
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Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing