I HEARD THE TRAIN WHISTLE, SAW IT GO BY
IT'S SMOKE WENT CURLING WAY UP IN THE SKY
THE ENGINEERMAN GRINNED JUST LIKE THE DAYS OF OLD
AS THE FIREMAN KEPT SHOVELLING IN THE COAL

IT SEEMS ODD TO OTHERS FOR SOMEONE TO SAY
BACK IN THE DAYS OF OLD WE TRAVELED THAT WAY
NOW THEY TRAVEL BY CAR, OR TRAVEL BY PLANE
THEY SAY TO HECK WITH AN OLD SLOW TRAIN

THEY NEVER TAKE TIME TO STOP AND THINK
OR HARDLY TAKE TIME TO SLEEP A WINK
WHEN THEY EAT IT'S A HAMBURGER AND COKE
AND A CIGARETTE THEY LIGHT UP TO SMOKE

SOME THINK IT SMART TO DRINK LIKE A FISH
THEY USUALLY WIND UP LAYING IN A DITCH
IT IS LUCKY FOR SOME WHOSE LIVES ARE SAVED
WHILE SOME HAVE TO BE CARTED OFF TO THEIR GRAVE

SO MUCH MISERY AND GRIEF IS LEFT BEHIND
FOR FATHER AND MOTHER WHO HAVE BEEN SO KIND

 

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