There’s a fairground down in Chattanooga
Where a kiddie train runs up and down the track
There’s an old black hound with his tongue hanging down
And he chases that train down the track (measure and a half pause)
I’ve been chasing you like a Chattanooga dog
Even though I know you don’t care
I’ve been chasing you like a Chattanooga dog
And it ain’t gonna get me nowhere
I’ve been thinking you’re just like that old train
Anybody gets a ticket they can ride
But I’m like that hound pup, I won’t ever give up
I’ll give anything to be by your side
Every day when the kiddies come for playing
To ride that old kiddie train once more
There’s an old faithful hound that always hangs around
And he runs til his feet get sore