Lyrics Rhonda Vincent

Rhonda Vincent

Passing Of The Train

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 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