On our way to Washington, where work is done by men with gavels
I heard the rhythm of the hammers beating the rail lines together
I heard a sound that just about removed me from my filly's saddle
Giddy up pony, giddy up pony, ride on, ride on
Elephant riders to the northwest bring news from father
Baltimore and Ohio
Clickity clack clack, clickity clack clack roll on, roll on
Looking like it's always closing
Camptown race is five miles long
I heard a sound that just about removed me from my filly's saddle
Between we two there's half a small sack
Giddy up pony, giddy up pony
Yeah, until the day is done
I heard the rhythm of the hammers beating the rail lines together
Just outside of Antietam, where once there was a mighty battle
Elephant riders to the northwest bring news from father
Because on the higher ground you will find
Still, we got miles to
Clickity clack clack, clickity clack clack
Don't be eating all the hard tack
Chesapeake and Ohio
Here, I got an I O U
The Salty Dog is always open
Keep on keeping on the low road
Just outside of Antietam, where once there was a mighty battle
Elephant riders to the northwest bring news from father
On our way to Washington, where work is done by men with gavels
