Boy's got a medicine cabinet filled up for the blues
Son's got his head so hurt but I don't think he's confused
Baby wear gla**es he don't need to use
And on they go
Bags in tow
They keep them afloat
Three little piggies out straying away from fear
Trying to find mother's love but, darlings, she's never here
Trying to hold on through this long year
And on they go
Bags in tow
They keep them afloat
And the river keeps on going
Oh, the train it huffs further away from home
Each in a cabin car now knows that they're not alone
That's better than sticks, straw, mortar and stone
And on they go
Bags in tow
They keep them afloat
On they go
Bags in tow
They keep them afloat
And the river keeps on going