By: jimmy buffett, jerry jeff walker   1973   She's a railroad lady   Just a little bit shady   Spendin' her days on the trains   She's a semi-good looker   But the fast rails they took 'er   Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again      South station in boston to the freightyards of austin   From the florida sunshine to the new orleans rain   Now that the railpacks   Has taken the best tracks   She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again      She's a railroad lady   Just a little bit shady   Spendin' her life on a train   Once a pullman car traveller   Now the brakeman won't have 'er   She's tryin', just tryin' to get home again      Once a high ballin' loner he thought he could own 'er   Bought her a fur and a big diamond ring   She hocked 'em for cold cash   Left town on the wabash   Never thinkin', never thinkin' of home way back then      But the rails are now rusty   The dinin' car's dusty   Gold plated watches have taken their toll   Yeah the railroads are dyin'   And the lady she's cryin'   On a bus to kentucky and home that's her goal      She's a railroad lady   Just a little bit shady   Spendin' her life on a train   She's a semi-good looker   But the fast rails they took 'er   Now she's tryin', just tryin' to get home again      Coda:   Yes on a bus to kentucky and home once again