By chester burnettOne summer day, she went away;Gone and left me, she’s gone to stay.She’s gone, but I don’t worry:I’m sitting on top of the world.All the summer, worked all this fall.Had to take christmas in my overalls.She’s gone, but I don’t worry:I’m sitting on top of the world.Going down to the freight yard, gonna catch me a freight train.Going to leave this town; worked and got to home.She’s gone, but I don’t worry:I’m sitting on top of the world.
