Poor Tom

[Intro]

Here's a tale of Tom

Who worked the railroads long

His wife would cook his meal

As he would change the wheel

[Chorus]

Poor Tom, seventh son

Always knew what was going on

Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

[Verse 1]

Worked for thirty years

Sharing hopes and fears

Dreaming of the day

He could turn and say

[Chorus]

Poor Tom, work is done

Been lazing out in the noonday sun

Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

[Verse 2]

His wife was Annie Mae

With any man a game she would play

When Tom was out of town

She couldn't keep her dresses down

[Chorus]

Poor Tom, seventh son

Always knew what was going on

Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

[Verse 3]

And so it was one day

People got to Annie Mae

Tom stood, a gun in his hand

And stopped her running around

[Chorus]

Poor Tom, seventh son

Gotta die for what you have done

All those years of work are thrown away

To ease your mind is that all you can say?

[Outro]

But what about that grandson on your knee?

Them railroad songs, Tom would sing to me

Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

Hey

Keep-a truckin'

Keep-a truckin'

Hey