Train Song
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The third song I wrote. Sometimes telling a story is the best way to tell the truth.
When I was just
A boy of ten
Back in my hometown
I used to wait in the station yard
For the trains to come on down
I'd lay my ear right on that track
You could hear it a mile away
Till the whistle sang a homebound tune
Bringing working folks on their way
Well, I don't know why it happened this way
But our trains are almost gone
And the Erie Lackawanna comin' rollin' down the track
Its memory lingers on
I long to hear the whistle and squeal
Of the steel wheels on the rail
And the whistle and the smoke as the engineer spoke
Was music, in my ears
Then came the day
I don't know why
The train passed our town no more
It seems folks spent their time in cars
It wasn't like before
The old station house
Got torn down
It had no use anymore
And they tore up the tracks
And they sold the land
No trace of those rails remain
Well, I don't know why it happened this way
But our trains are almost gone
And the Erie Lackawanna comin' rollin' down the track
Its memory lingers on
I long to hear the whistle and squeal
Of the steel wheels on the rail
And the whistle and the smoke as the engineer spoke
Was music in my ears
So let's bring back the trains
I wanna hear the whistle blow
Lay down the tracks
For those rollin' wheels of steel
Our future is riding on those old steel rails
Is that something you don't know
So, let's bring back the trains
I want to hear the whistle blow
Bring back the trains
I want to hear the whistle blow
©Eric Pappas 1978