Atlantic Coastal Line (RIV 567) Bob Farnell
Grand Square
Everybody calls me Bo, got no money but I hoe my row
Some folks say I'm just a no good guy
See that great big Moon above, This Hobos life is the Life I love
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line, Circle Left
Hear that lonesome whistle whine, smell the tar of
Georgia Pines
Alemande Left the Corner Maid come back one and Promenade
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Heads Square Thru count 'em 4 hands round you know
With the sides You make a Right Hand Star
The Heads Star Left, roll it one time and then
Same pair Slide Thru
Square Thru Three Quarters round you do
Swing the corner lady round and Promenade go round the town
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Grand Square
Had me a woman in Albany but her rowdy way's made a
wreck of me
And I had to get away before I lost my mind
As long as this rattler takes me round, ain't
no woman gonna tie me down
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line, Circle Left
Hear that lonesome whistle whine, Alabama and
Caroline
Alemande Left the Corner Maid come back one and Promenade
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Grand Square
I make my coffee in a can, but this Bo ain't a
worried man
Morning sun greets me with the shine
I go south when the trade winds blow and I go north where there
ain't no snow
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line, Circle Left
Hear that lonesome whistle whine, smell the tar of
Georgia Pines
Alemande Left the Corner Maid come back one and Promenade
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line
Ridin' the Atlantic Coastal Line