Monday Mountain Momma Lyrics - The Blue Dogs

Monday morning waiting on a freight train 

I can hear that whistle blowing 

My old lady tried to stop me 

But I told her I had somewhere to go 

Engine forty nine she took me down the line 

Back to New Orleans where the women taste like wine 

Sweet song singin New Orleans lady 

Dancing on the barroom floor 

She makes living so easy 

I ain't got to work my days any more 

Engine forty nine she took me down the line 

Back to New Orleans where the women taste like wine 

Poker playing and gypsies 

Go together like the bird in the sky 

One is always drinking whiskey 

Neither stays in one place till the day that they die 

Engine forty nine she took me down the line 

Back to New Orleans where the women taste like wine