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Passenger Trains > Railroad PoemsDate: 07/10/19 11:23 Railroad Poems Author: Railrev An odd request.
Does anyone know of any railroad poems that might be appropriate for a eulogy for a man who worked on ATSF? Thanks for the help. Railrev Cross posting on a couple of other forums Date: 07/10/19 11:42 Re: Railroad Poems Author: yarrow .John Denver Lyrics Play "On The Atchiso…"on Amazon Music =13.4px"On The Atchison, Topeka And The Santa Fe"Do you hear that whistle down the line, I figure that it's Engine #49,
She's the only one that'll sound that way on The Atchison, Topeka and The Santa Fe. See the old smoke rising round the bend, I reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend. Folks around these parts set the time of day From on The Atchison, Topeka and The Santa Fe. Here she comes, whoo oo oo oo, hey Jim, you better get the rig. Whoo oo oo oo, she's got a list of passengers that's pretty big. And they'll all want a lift to Brown's Hotel, 'cause lots of them been traveling for quite a spell all the way from Philadelphia on The Atchison, Topeka and The Santa Fe. All aboard, all aboard, oo oo oo. Let her rip, let her rip, Mr. Engineer, Gotta go, gotta go far away from here. While the man at the fire shovels in the coals, stick your head out the cab and watch the drivers roll. See the towns and the roads go a whizzing by, Fare thee well Laramie and Rocky Mountain High, Yes sirree, here we are, going all the way, mustn't quit till we hit California. See the old smoke rising round the bend, I reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend. Folks around these parts set the time of day From on The Atchison, Topeka and The Santa Fe. Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 07/10/19 11:42 by yarrow. Date: 07/10/19 14:16 Re: Railroad Poems Author: PC1974 I WENT BACK TO CHICAGO
BUT MY RAILROAD WAS GONE THERE WAS NO TRAIN STATION THERE WAS NO ROUND HOUSE THE TRAIN HAD DISAPPEARED ALL MY FAVORITE PLACES THE TOWER HAD BEEN PULLED DOWN REDUCED TO PARKING SPACES A, O, WAY TO GO CHICAGO WELL I WENT BACK TO CHICAGO BUT MY UNION WAS GONE I STOOD AT THE FRONT DOOR THERE WAS NOBODY HOME I WAS STUNNED AND AMAZED MY FAVORITE MEMORIES SLOWLY SWIRLED PAST LIKE THE WIND THROUGH THE TREES A, O, OH WAY TO GO CHICAGO I WENT BACK TO CHICAGO BUT THE SC&S LINE HAD BEEN PAVED DOWN THE MIDDLE BY MANAGEMENT THAT HAD NO PRIDE THE TRACKS IN CHICAGO HAD BEEN REPLACED BY SHOPPING MALLS AND POLLUTION FILLED THE AIR FROM DYER TO THE BOULEVARD I SAY, A, O, OH WAY TO GO CHICAGO |