It was late last night when Willie came home I heard him a-rapping on the door He's a-slipping and a-sliding with his new shoes on I said Willie don't you ramble here no more Oh me, Oh my Whats gonna become of me I've been downtown foolin' around around Noone to cry for me I wish I was over at my sweet Sally's house Sittin' in that big armed chair One arm around this old guitar And the other one around my dear Oh me, Oh my Whats gonna become of me I've been downtown foolin' around around Noone to cry for me I'm headin down to that ballroom ballroom And gonna get on a train Ridin' on with Railroad Earth, Big city air and food to bring