Escape to Nowhere

"I'm headed for the station with a pack on my back
I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I just love the rhythm of the clickety clack
I hear the whistle blowing, see the smoke from the stack
Pal around with democratic fellas named Mac
Take me right back to the track, Jack..."

Excerpt from: Choo Choo Ch'Boogie by Louis Jordan