Train, train, come and gone My rum coco, my cold empty Shake, shake, Sugaree Shoo, shoo fly, don't come back again X X the eyes, C. C. Rider riding On the morning tide to the fall horizon Sic, sic the wolves and hope it don't get ugly A trick pony, he don't know me, he don't know me at all Knock, knock, go away Pull the trigger and see your shadow laughing Transatlantic, there's no one there It's no cold comfort with your conscience calling X X the eyes, C. C. Rider riding On the morning tide to the fall horizon Sic, sic the wolves and hope it don't get ugly A trick pony, he don't know me, he don't know me at all