A Hoot and a Holler

And a hoot and a holler and then this old jam bound train And its enough to drive any guy-yi-yi insane And they all locomotive buff-uff-uff and squall Just a hoot and a holler from the prison wall Well now, I had a baby but I was-a drawing blank So I made her hold it at the Kansas City bank I got a bundle of-a money at the Inkster douse of fi-ine Oh, but a hoot and a holler! She was a fine of mine And went-a down and I traveled in the knees of desert stars I gotta spend some time behind those prison bars Sorry now that I ever took that chick to town She just spent all of my money But then she took-a me down And a hoot and a holler and then this old jam bound train And its enough to drive any guy-yi-yi insane And they all locomotive buff-uff-uff and squall Just a hoot and a holler from the prison wall