Brakeman's Blues
Chris Thile Lyrics


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Portland main is just the same as sunny Tennessee
Portland main is just the same as sunny Tennessee
Any old place I hang my hat is, home sweet home to me

Went down to the depot and I looked up on the board
I went down to the depot and I looked up on the board
It read it's good times here, but better on down the road
Eat my breakfast here, get my dinner in New Orleans
Eat my breakfast here, get my dinner in New Orleans
I'm going to get me a momma, Lord, I ain't never seen

Where was you momma, when the train left the shed?




Where was you momma, when the train left the shed?
Standin' in my front door, wishin' to God, I was dead

Overall Meaning

The song Brakeman's Blues by Chris Thile is a blues-infused tune that speaks to the wandering spirit of a train brakeman. It is a tale that highlights the sameness of different places in America; Portland Maine and Tennessee are both equally home to the brakeman. The song also has a hint of melancholy, with the lyrics suggesting that the brakeman is always on the move, chasing "better times down the road" and searching for companionship with a "momma" he has never met.


The emotions conveyed in the song are raw and relatable for many people. The lyrics are straightforward and easy to understand, but they hold a deeper meaning for those who have experienced the feeling of being on the move and never truly feeling at home. The line "any old place I hang my hat is home sweet home to me" speaks to the idea that home is where you make it, and that physical location is less important than the sense of belonging that one feels.


Overall, Brakeman's Blues is a bittersweet ode to the life of a railroad brakeman. It is a contemplative tune that captures the sense of restlessness and longing for connection that can come with a life on the move.


Line by Line Meaning

Portland main is just the same as sunny Tennessee
No matter where he goes, Chris Thile feels at home


Went down to the depot and I looked up on the board
Chris Thile went to the train station and read the schedule


It read it's good times here, but better on down the road
While things were good where he was, he knows that they could be better elsewhere


Eat my breakfast here, get my dinner in New Orleans
Chris Thile plans to travel to New Orleans for his next meal


I'm going to get me a momma, Lord, I ain't never seen
He's hoping to find a woman to be with in New Orleans


Where was you momma, when the train left the shed?
He wonders where his mother was when he left home


Standin' in my front door, wishin' to God, I was dead
His mother was upset about him leaving and wishes he was dead




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: JIMMIE RODGERS

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