Rhonda Vincent - Pa**ing Of The Train lyrics

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 pa**ing 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 pa**ing 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 feeliing With the pa**ing 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 pa**ing 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 pa**ing of the train. All aboard who's going aboard It'll never be the same. It's a downright lonesome feeling With the pa**ing of the train.