Hi,

And being a foreigner, and basically hardly having any concept of dividing up the human race, I never had that association. The "Old black" men for me are like the man in Train Time, though that's a small depot, rather than a freight yard. The "Pullman porters" to me are the people who make the train come alive, whereas the engineers make it go. To their sons it's their dads' train, a magical moving platform that makes the landscape move past.

I like Guthrie's version of the melody, BTW, but I prefer the original lyrics.

Bye,
                                                                Mysha