She's on a bar hoppin spree back in Sault Ste. Marie,|Because of me she's now fallen star.|She could have been true, but I left her in the Soo, |& I travelled north upon the ACR|Chorus:|But if it's go home or be a roamer I've made up my mind|So take me home tonight Algoma Central 69||I was workin one day when I heard this fella say |he met my girl while drinkin at the bar|Though we fought between us two, still he swore that it was true-|Now I curse that day I rode the ACR|Chorus: But if it's go home or be a roamer, I've made up my mind..|Solo||Though it might be in vain, here I wait for the train, |I hope it's not too late to right the wrong|When she rolls around the bend, we'll be southbound again, |C'mon old ACR wheels move along.||First Verse:|She's on a bar hoppin spree, back in S. S. Marie, |Because of me she's now a fallen star|She could have been true, but I left her in the Soo, |& I travelled north upon the A.C.R.-|Chorus:|Repeat second line.|