1 Mar 1957 Gary Dale (Tollett) : vocal Buddy Holly : lead guitar Jerry Allison: drums Gary Dale or Niki Sullivan : acoustic guitar From old Montana down to Alabam I've been before and I'll travel again You triflin' baby can't keep a good man down You dealt the cards but you missed a place So hit the road and be on your way Gonna board the Golden Rocket and leave this town I was a good engine runnin' on time But honey I'm switchin' to another line So honey never hang your signal out for me I'm tired of runnin' on the same old track Got a one way ticket and I won't be back And this Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away Hear that lonesome whistle blow That's your cue and by now you know That I got another true love waitin' in Tennessee This midnight special's burnin' the rail So woman don't try to follow my trail This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away Hear that thunder all through the night This Golden Rocket is a-doin' me right And the sunny old southland sure is a part of me Now from your call I'm gonna raise my name Your fire went out you done lost your flame This Golden Rocket' gonna roll my blues away That old conductor he seem to know You done me wrong I was feelin' low So shout it aloud across the Dixon line Oh the breakman started singing a song Said you're worried now but it won't be long This Golden Rocket's gonna leave your blues behind Then the porter yelled with a Southern drawl "Let's rise and shine, good mornin' y'all" Sprang to my feet to drink the newborn day When I kissed my baby at the station door That whistle blew like never before On the Golden Rocket that rolled my blues away