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Rhonda Vincent

Passing Of The Train

 

Passing Of The Train

(album: Back Home Again - 2000)


Way back when it all began
With muscle, wood and steel
Mighty man tamed the land
With a horse that rode on wheels
It broke the heart of the red man
And made a name for Jesse James
A mark was left forever
By the passing of the train

As a little child my thoughts ran wild
As I clung to Mama's dress
As the train grew near the engineer
Waved my fears to rest
He tipped his hat and pulled the cord
And blew a long refrain
Around midnight I'd be dreaming
Of the passing of the train

Clickety clack heating up the track
Can't you hear that whistle scream?
She's a'letting you know just how she feels
With a belly full of steam
All aboard who's going aboard
It'll never be the same
It's a downright lonesome feeling
With the passing of the train

That old caboose, they cut it loose
And they ain't gonna bring it back
It sits beside the towns that died
Along a million miles of track
We're always late when we get there
So we'd sooner hop a plane
But anyone who's heard that whistle
Mourns the passing of the train

Clickety clack heating up the track
Can't you hear that whistle scream?
She's a'letting you know just how she feels
With a belly full of steam
All aboard who's going aboard
It'll never be the same
It's a downright lonesome feeling
With the passing of the train

All aboard who's going aboard
It'll never be the same
It's a downright lonesome feeling
With the passing of the train

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