(Words and music by Jimmie Davis and Hank Williams, Sr.) I was riding number nine, Goin' south from Caroline. I heard that lonesome whistle blow. Got in trouble, had to roam, Left my gal, I left my home. I heard that lonesome whistle blow. Just a kid actin' smart, I went and broke my baby's heart. I guess I was too young to know. They took me off the Georgia main, Locked me to a ball and chain. I heard that lonesome whistle blow. All I do is sit and cry, As the evenin' train goes by. I heard that lonesome whistle blow. I'll be locked here in this cell Till my body's just a shell. And my head turns whiter than snow. I haven't seen that gal of mine 'Cos I'm in Georgia doin' time. I heard that lonesome whistle blow. I'll be locked here in this cell Till my body's just a shell. And my head turns whiter than snow. I'll never see that gal of mine 'Cos I'm in Georgia doin' time. I heard that lonesome whistle blow.

Bob Dylan "The Roar of a Wave" Recording Artist series, Vol. 2 A collection of radio broadcasts Hollow Horn label Disc 2 Folksingers Choice - January 13th, 1962 1 Lonesome Whistle Blues 2 Fixin To Die 3 Tell Me Baby 4 Hard Traveling 5 The Death Of Emett Till 6 Standing On The Highway 7 Roll On John 8 Stealin 9 Long Time Man Feel Bad 10 Baby Please Dont Go 11 Hard Times In New York Town Studs Terkels Wax Museum - April 26th, 1963 12 Farewell 13 A Hard Rains A-Gonna Fall 14 Bob Dylans Dream 15 Boots Of Spanish Leather 16 John Brown 17 Who Killed Davey Moore? 18 Blowin In The Wind