Walkin' boss, walkin' boss, walkin' boss
Well I don’t belong to you
I belong, I belong, I belong
To that steel drivin' crew
Asked that boss
For a job
For a job
He said «Son, what can you do?»
I can haul a jack
Line up track
Line up track
I can pick and shovel too
Worked one day
Worked one day
Worked one day
And I laid in the shanty too
Walkin' boss, walkin' boss, walkin' boss
Well I don’t belong to you
I belong, I belong, I belong
To that steel drivin' crew