作曲 : Allen, Satcher
Well she picked up her feet
She picked up her heart
She picked up the moonlight, 
right around dark 
She made a break, 
when she made that train
Took a free ride on the Santa Fe
Nobody hops a train anymore
Nobody hops a train anymore 
Well she wound up in Phoenix, 
in a cheap motel
Scared to death but mad as hell
At an Indian man with a white man’s line
She said “I won’t be no squaw this time�?
Nobody hops a train anymore
Nobody hops a train anymore 
She got away in the middle of the night
With a buffalo robe, 
and his daddy’s peace pipe
She’s the hottest thing you’ve ever seen
She’s everywhere on the talk TV
Got a best selling book all the women love
Called Husbands, Trains and Indian Stuff
Nobody hops a train anymore