Railroad Tracks

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RAILROAD SONG

By the late Jim Croce

 

  When I was a boy in the days of the train

I’d sit by the tracks on a long summer day

And I’d wave to the brakesman and he’d wave back at me

While the thunderclouds rolled out of East Tennessee

 

But the dreams of a boy disappear when you’re grown

And though I may dream, the railroads are gone

The ties they are rotten and the tracks shot to hell

Along with my dreams and the old railroad bell

 

Now the mountains are silent and the railroads are gone

And the coal towns no longer hear the miners at dawn

But the train whistle shrills out the memories to me

While the thunderclouds roll out of East Tennessee

 

In my dreams I ride the rails to California

Workin’ diners and farms along the way

Or I hop a ride to hide across the border

With the black eyed girl beside me all the way

 

Now the mountains are silent and the railroads are gone

And the coal towns no longer hear the miners at dawn

But the train whistle shrills out her memories to me

While the thunderclouds roll out of East Tennessee

 

 

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