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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:27 PM

Blow That Horn Mister Engineer (Larry W Jones 02/05/2017) (song #7027)

This old box car is rolling through the night
Following a star somewhere out of sight
Won’t you blow that horn Mister Engineer
Before that old town called Nashville is here

Blow that horn Mister Engineer
Wake me up when Nashville is near
My Boomer Days are almost gone
I gotta sing my railroad song

(Instrumental)

Well, I had lots of ramblin’ on my mind
But the time has come for me to unwind
Nashville is calling to me loud and clear
Won’t you blow that horn Mister Engineer

Blow that horn Mister Engineer
Wake me up when Nashville is near
My Boomer Days are almost gone
I gotta sing my railroad song

Blow that horn Mister Engineer
Wake me up when Nashville is near
My Boomer Days are almost gone
I gotta sing my railroad song

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:25 PM

Wabash Cannonball (Larry W Jones 07/20/2014) (song#6946)

She rolls as fast as a cannonball
On rails of steel she’s a pretty sight
Her lonesome horn is a sound I love
As she rolls on through a summer night

Two long steel rails and a million crossties hear her mighty call
Gents, ladies and express mail flies on the Wabash Cannonball

(instrumental)

She rolls as fast as a cannonball
On rails of steel she’s a pretty sight
Her lonesome horn is a sound I love
As she rolls on through a summer night

The hand of the engineer has the throttle full to the wall
There’s no fear as he rounds the curve on the Wabash Cannonball

Her lonesome horn is a sound I love
Coming from the Wabash Cannonball

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:24 PM

Santa Fe Super Chief (Larry W Jones 07/19/2014) (song#6944)

Let me tell the tale of one famous train
Her legend is almost beyond belief
She rolled out from Chicago, shine or rain
Blazing rails, the Santa Fe Super Chief

From Chicago to California sun
The Santa Fe Super Chief was on time
Hollywood celebrities rode for fun
With caviar and drinking finest wine

(instrumental)

When you rode her, you’d hear that diesel whine
A hundred miles an hour made the trip brief
Sleeping in the pullman, rocking divine
Sweet time on the Santa Fe Super Chief

Now I’ve told the tale of one famous train
Her legend is almost beyond belief
She rolled out from Chicago, shine or rain
Blazing rails, the Santa Fe Super Chief

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:23 PM

Watch That Train A-Rolling (Larry W Jones 06/24/2014) (song#6925)

Watch that train a-rollin’, a-rollin’ round the bend
Watch that train a-rollin’, a-rollin’ round the bend
Well, my darlin’s on it, my heart won’t ever mend

My darlin’ left this mornin’, said she’d taken enough
My darlin’ left this mornin’, said she’d taken enough
I said she’d be sorry, she didn’t take my bluff

Watch that train a-rollin’, a-rollin’ round the bend
Watch that train a-rollin’, a-rollin’ round the bend
Well, my darlin’s on it, my heart won’t ever mend

Mister engineer, slow your locomotive down
Mister engineer, slow your locomotive down
If she keeps goin’, this will be a lonesome town

Watch that train a-rollin’, a-rollin’ round the bend
Watch that train a-rollin’, a-rollin’ round the bend
Well, my darlin’s on it, my heart won’t ever mend

Yeah, my darlin’s on it, my heart won’t ever mend

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:21 PM

Night Train On The Midnight Line (Larry W Jones 10/26/2013) (song#6778)

White light glowing on the trestle track
White smoke blowing from the coal black stack
Night train, leaving me back here so far behind

White steam puffing from the black choo choo
Big wheels rolling while I’m blue, blue, blue
Night train on the midnight line, you’re so unkind

(instrumental)

Well, my darlin’ said her love was true
I didn’t know of her sly design
Now she’s long gone and she left me blue
On that night train on the midnight line

Night train on the midnight line
Night train on the midnight line
You came, she left right on time
Night train, leaving me back here so far behind

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:20 PM

I Heard Train Engines Running (Larry W Jones 10/04/2013) (song#6763)

I heard train engines running on the rails by our home
They sounded just like thunder in the rain
When I listened to that sound my mind began to roam
I heard it and I’ve never been to same

Don’t you cry now darlin’ and don’t you be feelin’ blue
I talked with you this mornin’ in my dreams
Don’t you cry now darlin’ cause don’t you know I love you
I heard train engines running, blowing steam

Railroads are just steel tracks running every which of way
I’ve been there and back and stayed for awhile
I have gone the distance and my hair is turning gray
But I have loved you dearly every mile

(instrumental)

Sometimes my head gets achin’ in abandoned train yards
Then I hop a freight and be on my way
I’ll check general delivery post for any cards
And darlin’, I’ll answer back somewhere along the way

Don’t you cry now darlin’ and don’t you be feelin’ blue
I talked with you this mornin’ in my dreams
Don’t you cry now darlin’ cause don’t you know I love you
I heard train engines running, blowing steam

I heard train engines running on the rails by our home
When I listened to that sound my mind began to roam

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:19 PM

Locomotive Painted Black (Larry W Jones 9/22/2013) (song #6753)

Locomotive painted black, rolling down the railroad track
Did you see just where she stepped off
Would you keep silent if she scoffed
Her new carpet bag she carried
She and I were getting married
Her vows to me of love I hope she hasn’t taken back

Locomotive painted black, rolling down the railroad track
She boarded back in Tennessee
Your train is empty as can be
Now, it wasn’t that long a ride
She should be here right by my side
I must confide to you that my pride is starting to crack

(instrumental)

Oh, I clued her in about how intruders win at hearts
She may have found a new romance
Sometimes that happens with a glance
And just like locomotive fire
That look can strike a new desire
Wish she were here at the station instead of unknown parts

Locomotive painted black, rolling down the railroad track
She boarded back in Tennessee
Your train is empty as can be
Now, it wasn’t that long a ride
She should be here right by my side
I must confide to you that my pride is starting to crack

She boarded back in Tennessee
Your train is empty as can be

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:17 PM

Last Train From Maine (Larry W Jones 09/12/2013) (song#6749)

I’m riding the last train from Maine
On rails that must be worn and old
This boxcar’s rolling through the rain
Ain’t no consoling from the cold
Us hobos are never welcome
We’re forever in ragged clothes
I’m riding the last train from Maine
Rolling south where the warm wind blows

I know every hobo jungle
All down from Maine to New Orleans
My bedroll is in a jumble
My socks have stains that can’t be seen
There’s a big black locomotive
On the boiler is number one
I’m riding the last train from Maine
Rolling south toward a warmer sun

(instrumental)

I’m riding the last train from Maine
On rails that must be worn and old
This boxcar’s rolling through the rain
Ain’t no consoling from the cold
Us hobos are never welcome
We’re forever in ragged clothes
I’m riding the last train from Maine
Rolling south where the warm wind blows

Other hobos will be waiting
When this long freight train comes around
I can tell by the wheels grating
Throttle’s back and we’re slowing down
This ride has covered much terrain
From up north where I nearly froze
I’m riding the last train from Maine
Rolling south wearing summer clothes

(instrumental)

I’m riding the last train from Maine
On rails that must be worn and old
This boxcar’s rolling through the rain
Ain’t no consoling from the cold
Us hobos are never welcome
We’re forever in ragged clothes
I’m riding the last train from Maine
Rolling south where the warm wind blows

I’m riding the last train from Maine
Rolling south where the warm wind blows

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:16 PM

Tramp Along The Track (Larry W Jones 08/22/2013) (song#6722)

A midnight train came rollin’, she boarded on the fly
I needed her consolin’ but all she said was bye
She peered out from the window as smoke was blowing black
Then she left me cryin’ like a tramp along the track

Adios, goodbye, she called out through the engine’s steam
Adios, goodbye, goin’ to places I ain’t seen
She said I was a drifter that she ain’t takin’ back
Then she left me cryin’ like a tramp along the track

(instrumental)

I know she’ll keep goin’ somewhere out there in the blue
Probably to places where some tramp has been there too
I tried to settle down and said I would no more roam
Now the table’s upside down cause she has moved along

Adios, goodbye, the outbound track was callin’ her
Adios, goodbye, she’s on the main line, not a spur
I lost what was mine and my future is lookin’ black
When she left me cryin’ like a tramp along the track

I lost what was mine and my future is lookin’ black
When she left me cryin’ like a tramp along the track

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 09:15 PM

Railroad Tramp (Larry W Jones 08/17/2013) (song#6715)

Next to a railroad water tank one damp December day
On the cold floor of a boxcar a railroad tramp there lay
His old buddy sat beside him with tears that made him choke
He listened to the final words the railroad tramp then spoke

I’m riding to a greener land where all is well and right
Where everyone shows charity and knows my dismal plight
When I die and say goodbye I will live my hobo’s dream
There I will reside where rye whiskey fills the valley stream

Relate to all, both big and small, my railroad time is due
Bud, just tell them that I’ll be on the main line going through
Give them my best for I must rest and tell then do not weep
Under the sun my trav’lin’s done and now I go to sleep

I’m riding to a greener land where all is well and right
Where everyone shows charity and knows my dismal plight
When I die and say goodbye I will live my hobo’s dream
There I will reside where rye whiskey fills the valley stream

Buddy, I hear a whistle and the train is drawing nigh
It must be that midnight zephyr aboard which I must fly
The railroad tramp gave his last food stamp for the outbound main
To his old buddy and boarded the midnight zephyr train

I’m riding to a greener land where all is well and right
Where everyone shows charity and knows my dismal plight
When I die and say goodbye I will live my hobo’s dream
There I will reside where rye whiskey fills the valley stream

When I die and say goodbye I will live my hobo’s dream
There I will reside where rye whiskey fills the valley stream

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 09:14 PM

Ribbons Of The Land (Larry W Jones 01/12/2013) (song#6646)

I’ve known valleys, shallow and deep
High mountains and hallows they keep
Through them all, stone, gravel, and sand
There runs the ribbons of the land

Through towns all around there is found
Ribbons of steel laid on the ground
From East to West and down seaboard
You still hear the sound of All Aboard

Ribbons of the land on their run
Chasing the sun til day is done
All through the night trains may their way
On steel ribbons til light of day

Recall a place o’re the Divide
A spike driven on prairies wide
Two trains met to musical bands
And joined two ribbons of the land

Ribbons of the land on their run
Chasing the sun til day is done
All through the night trains may their way
On steel ribbons til light of day

When light of dawn heats up the rails
Train horns drone to greet with their wails
My feet will rest just for awhile
Then ride the ribbon rails in style

Ribbons of the land on their run
Chasing the sun til day is done
All through the night trains may their way
On steel ribbons til light of day

Ribbons of the land on their run
Chasing the sun til day is done

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 09:13 PM

Blue Midnight Special (Larry W Jones 12/21/2012) (song#6631)

Blue midnight special, rolling on around the bend
Your glowing black smokestack looks like a long lost friend
Each time you come around I hear your whistle blow
You hide the sun, bring the rain everywhere you go

Blue midnight special, don’t you leave me here behind
My old hobo ways are waitin’ on down the line
Blue midnight special, don’t you leave me here alone
Don’t you know an old outbound boxcar is my home

(instrumental)

Blue midnight special, don’t you leave me here behind
My old hobo ways are waitin’ on down the line
Blue midnight special, don’t you leave me here alone
Don’t you know an old outbound boxcar is my home

Well, I’m feeling blue and I need your company
Blue midnight special, hold the line and wait for me
It’s lonely here waiting for the blue moon to crest
Mister engineer, let me be your midnight guest

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 09:12 PM

Big Coal Black Freight Train (Larry W Jones 10/29/2012) (song#6609)

Big coal black freight train, rolling down the track
My whole world is as dark as your smokestack
Roll back again and make your whistle blow
I’ve got places I ain’t been but must go

Big coal black freight train, don’t leave me behind
Cause my leaving here is now on my mind
Big coal black freight train, listen to my song
You’re my company when I’m so alone

My world is dark and I’m so doggone blue
So many black miles I’ve ridden with you
I know the engineer at your throttle
Give me a ride and I’ll share my bottle

(instrumental)

Big coal black freight train, don’t leave me behind
Cause my leaving here is now on my mind
Big coal black freight train, listen to my song
You’re my company when I’m so alone

Big coal black freight train, a hobo I am
Roll me straight through the rain to Birmingham
Big coal black freight train, my ticket comes free
And I sure have enjoyed your company

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 09:10 PM

Wreck On The Railroad (Larry W. Jones 12/14/2011) (song#6468)

Now, what train was it, dear neighbor
That passed the old depot on by
When speed and a curve came together
Did you see anyone cry

I didn’t see nobody cry, neighbor
I didn’t see nobody cry
Oh, I heard the wreck on the railroad
But I didn’t see nobody cry

When I saw the wreck on the railroad
I knew that engineer on the line
The scene of awful destruction
Will forever be marked here in my mind

When speed and a curve come together
Someone there will surely die
Death was waiting there, neighbor
But I didn’t see nobody cry

I didn’t see nobody cry, neighbor
I didn’t see nobody cry

(instrumental)

I wish this sad story, neighbor
Was just a tale that was untrue
Time goes on now for us, neighbor
But the engineer’s life is through

When speed and a curve come together
Someone there will surely die
Death was waiting there, neighbor
But I didn’t see nobody cry

His life’s end was by great disaster
On the rails where he thought he could fly
Oh, I saw the wreck on the railroad
But I didn’t see nobody cry

I didn’t see nobody cry, neighbor
I didn’t see nobody cry

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 09:08 PM

Burlington Northern And Santa Fe (Larry W. Jones 12/11/2011) (song#6464)

Well boys, I’m along for the ride
I guess it belongs in my hide
To see the scenes along the way
Out across the prairie somewhere
Where there’s only fresh and clean air
On the Burlington Northern and Santa Fe

When that BNSF gets up her steam
It’s as if she bids the station farewell
I’m in elation as her whistle screams
When she’s outbound full speed o’er hill and dale

How I love to see the full moon at night
And then feel the Pullman car rock and sway
In the day tumbleweeds roll into sight
On the Burlington Northern and Santa Fe

(instrumental)

As the prairie rolls by I wonder why
Why I so love the old Santa Fe trail
I suppose the reason is cut and dried
I’m just along for the ride on the rail

Well boys, I’m along for the ride
I guess it belongs in my hide
To see the scenes along the way
Out across the prairie somewhere
Where there’s only fresh and clean air
On the Burlington Northern and Santa Fe

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 09:06 PM

Inbound Train (Larry W. Jones 12/04/2011) (song#6451)

Oh my darling, why have you been gone so long
Why have you been gone so long
Was it quarreling or have I done you wrong
Why have you been gone so long

Now, when I hear that inbound train whistle moan
I look out my window, ring my hands and groan
I hear that rush of steam that endears a dream
Oh my darling, why have you been gone so long

Oh my darling, why have you been gone so long
Why have you been gone so long
Was it quarreling or have I done you wrong
Why have you been gone so long

(instrumental)

I heard an old friend say, buddy mend your ways
Then he said that he had been to San Antone
He said he saw you there, head up in the air
You were on that inbound train so far from home

Oh my darling, why have you been gone so long
Why have you been gone so long
Was it quarreling or have I done you wrong
Why have you been gone so long

He said he saw you there, head up in the air
You were on that inbound train so far from home

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 09:05 PM

Rocky Mountain Howdy (Larry W. Jones 08/22/2011) (song#6264)

Take that fast train to Denver, not the last train to Denver
When you pull into the train yard
You’ll get a mighty welcome, yes dear, a mighty welcome
My request dear, don’t disregard

Rocky mountain howdy, rocky mountain howdy
You’ll get a rocky mountain howdy all day long
We’ll have a celebration up here in Denver
You’ll get a rocky mountain howdy before long

(instrumental)

Take that fast train to Denver, not the last train to Denver
It’s leaving bye and bye, to climb that Rocky Mountain high
You’ll get a rocky mountain howdy all day long
Rocky Mountain howdy before long

(instrumental)

Take that fast train to Denver, not the last train to Denver
Give that engineer instruction, you want a fast conduction
Just keep those iron wheels a-churning, cause my heart is burning
To give a Rocky Mountain howdy in a song

Rocky mountain howdy, rocky mountain howdy
You’ll get a rocky mountain howdy all day long
We’ll have a celebration up here in Denver
You’ll get a rocky mountain howdy before long

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 09:04 PM

Farewell Train (Larry W. Jones 02/23/2011) (song#6256)

Sunshine has now left this lonely valley
Where my forlorn lost dreams will now remain
The only sound in this lonely valley
Is the outbound horn of the farewell train

How many tears will now come from sorrow
I fear my broken heart will die from pain
Yesterday’s love won’t be here tomorrow
You have disappeared on the farewell train

The happiness we had is now ending
And the plans that we made were all in vain
This broken heart of mine won’t be mending
Parts are now with you on the farewell train

(instrumental)

That sad horn sounds low and near to dying
It’s clear this valley life won’t be the same
And I feel so bad when tears I’m crying
Over your goodbye and the farewell train

How many tears will now come from sorrow
I fear my broken heart will die from pain
Yesterday’s love won’t be here tomorrow
You have disappeared on the farewell train

Yesterday’s love won’t be here tomorrow
You have disappeared on the farewell train

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 09:02 PM

Freight Train Lullaby (Larry W Jones 09/19/2010) (song#6233)

When I was a lad, I’d go to sleep every night
And listen to that midnight freight train whistle blow
I never dreamed of sheep because with all my might
I dreamed of all the places that freight train might go

In the morning I would run as fast as I could
Down to the depot to watch freight trains rolling by
The engineers would wave as though they understood
Trains they were driving sang my freight train lullaby

I’d lay pennies on the track and feel the rumbling
If any freight train was nearby or out of sight
Freight trains would flatten pennies and send them tumbling
Like tumbling in bed for my freight train lullaby

(instrumental)

Oh, how much I wanted to touch those old freight trains
To see if they were only dreams or really real
I look out my window pane even when it rains
To watch a big cast iron horse with a heart of steel

When I hear an old freight train coming down the line
And see a hobo in a boxcar passing by
I wave to him as if he were a friend of mine
And I dream at night of my freight train lullaby

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 09:01 PM

Main Track Back To You (Larry W. Jones 09/12/2010) (song#6200)

Hard reality came to me without warning
I’ve never been this lonely, never been this blue
I’ll be at the railroad station in the morning
And dear, I’ll be taking the main track back to you

Somehow, I got sidetracked from my destination
And now you’re missing from my sight
But tomorrow, please be waiting at the station
I’ll be kissing you in the night

Dear, tomorrow will not be the same old story
I’ll hold you the same old way I did way back when
I hope you can find space in your heart to forgive
For I can see the disgrace of the fool I’ve been

(instrumental)

Hard reality came to me without warning
I’ve never been this lonely, never been this blue
I’ll be at the railroad station in the morning
And dear, I’ll be taking the main track back to you

Somehow, I got sidetracked from my destination
And now you’re missing from my sight
But tomorrow, please be waiting at the station
I’ll be kissing you in the night

I’ll be at the railroad station in the morning
And dear, I’ll be taking the main track back to you

Kingwood Kowboy


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From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 09:00 PM

Rounder On The Railroad (Larry W. Jones 09/10/2010) (song#6195)

I am a rounder on the railroad and I work on the main line
Watching for a steel rail that might not be aligned
Her voice is ringing through the rails as locomotive diesels whine
While this rounder on the railroad looks for a sign

For me there is no holiday and the work here is really hard
But that’s a rounder’s way of life in a rail yard
All I ask is to be a man and someday I’ll ask for her hand
While this rounder on the railroad does what he can

(instrumental)

For me there is no holiday and the work here is really hard
But that’s a rounder’s way of life in a rail yard

I am a rounder on the railroad and I work on the main line
Watching for a steel rail that might not be aligned
Her voice is ringing through the rails as locomotive diesels whine
While this rounder on the railroad looks for a sign

I am a rounder on the railroad doing what I can

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:58 PM

Balling The Jack (Larry W. Jones 09/09/2010) (song#6190)

Roaming, roaming, roaming
Balling the jack and roaming, roaming everywhere

My Daddy was an engineer, we lived by a railroad track
My Mama shed many a tear, I live by balling the jack
And it looks like I’ll be forever roaming
Balling the jack and roaming, roaming everywhere

Well now, I’ve done a lot of roaming wherever tracks are laid
As far north as Wyoming and as south as the Everglades
And it looks like I’ll be forever roaming
Balling the jack and roaming, roaming everywhere

Well, I’ve worked along the railroads and even a prison farm
Folks say I’ve got muscle for a brain like muscles on my arms
Now, I take that as a complement with no harmful intent
I’ll keep on balling the jack cause roaming has a certain charm

(instrumental)

Well, I’ve worked along the railroads and even a prison farm
Folks say I’ve got muscle for a brain like muscles on my arms

Well now, I’ve done a lot of roaming wherever tracks are laid
As far north as Wyoming and as south as the Everglades
And it looks like I’ll be forever roaming
Balling the jack and roaming, roaming everywhere

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:57 PM

Laying Down Tracks To San Antone (Larry W. Jones 09/08/2010) (song#6182)

Railroad, crossties, laying down tracks to San Antone
Along comes an old freight train hauling dreams of home
Railroad workers earn their pay every single day
Laying tracks with their backs along some right of way
Railroad, crossties, laying down tracks to San Antone
Eyes bleary, I’m so weary clear down to my bones

Well, I’ve wrestled crossties with my back all day long
Building trestles for a track, singin’ railroad songs
Like old John Henry, driving spikes til he can’t see
This nine pound hammer’s gonna be the death of me
Railroad, crossties, laying down tracks to San Antone
Eyes bleary, I’m so weary clear down to my bones

(instrumental)

The section boss came around, said that we’d get paid
Just as soon as the last crosstie and rail was laid
I stood my ground and gave that section boss my mind
He made a frown and said I was a hoss’ behind
Railroad, crossties, laying down tracks to San Antone
Eyes bleary, I’m so weary clear down to my bones

Some fine day I’ll find a way, lay this hammer down
For now I’ll stay and face the section boss’es frown
When we get to San Antone, on this right of way
I’ll sing my last railroad song at the end of day
Railroad, crossties, laying down tracks to San Antone
Eyes bleary, I’m so weary clear down to my bones

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:55 PM

They Named Me The Train (Larry W Jones 09/13/2010) (song#6207)

They named me the train, I keep rolling down the track
They named me the train, I keep rolling down the track
All the same, I ain’t ever coming back

There’s been a change in the weather, big change in me
There’s been a change in the weather, big change in me
I’ve just rearranged my priorities

This train has a green light, I’ll be rolling along
This train has a green light, I’ll be rolling along
Be in California before too long

(instrumental)

They named me the train, I keep rolling down the track
They named me the train, I keep rolling down the track
All the same, I ain’t ever coming back

This train has a green light, I’m rolling down the track
This train has a green light, I’m rolling down the track
I’m in California and I ain’t ever coming back

They named me the train
They named me the train

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:54 PM

Texas Rocket (Larry W Jones 09/13/2010) (song#6204)

Well, I was about seven in nineteen thirty seven
And I knew what the Corsicana train depot was for
It was for those locomotives, big and black and dirty
And there was one due at the depot at seven thirty

It was still early in the evening when the train was due
And my Mama and Daddy were waiting there with me too
They were talking ’bout a locomotive that was brand new
One they called the Texas Rocket was about to debut

The thirty two seat baggage dinette coach was named Dream Lake
And the long Mesa Verde coach called for a double take
The Centennial observation car gave heart attacks
When the Texas Rocket came rolling down the railroad tracks

My Daddy couldn’t believe the crowd, there were so many
Mama jerked me back from trying to put down a penny
Look out, she yelled at me, like a wound up Pollyanna
The new Texas Rocket was screaming through Corsicana

She was rolling like a mad dog cyclone and so streamlined
A boy like me had never seen such a thing as her kind
I must have looked like both my eyes were bulged from their sockets
When I saw that train go by they called the Texas Rocket

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:52 PM

Texas Zephyr (Larry W. Jones 08/20/2010) (song#6126)

She was born in the summer of nineteen forty
In the balmy month of August, day twenty two
The daughter of the Colorado and Southern
And down the mountains to Forth Worth Texas she flew

It’s near a thousand miles from Denver to Fort Worth
To connect with the Houston Texas Rocket main
She drunk a lot of diesel as she rolled the earth
And they named her the Fort Worth Texas Zephyr train

There rolls the fast Texas Zephyr down from Denver
The Texas Zephyr rolls through sunshine, rain and snow
There rolls the fast Texas Zephyr down from Denver
You can hear the big diesel’s Fort Worth whistle blow

Listen to the whistle at Englewood depot
Then down to Colorado Springs and Pueblo
LaJunta’s a whistle stop, then on to Lamar
Dodge City’s just down the tracks a few hours afar
Rolling on to Hutchinson, Newton and Wichita
Arkansas City, Ponca and Perry are next
Stop in Oklahoma City for diesel checks
The Zephyr’s rolling toward her Fort Worth Texas star

There rolls the fast Texas Zephyr down from Denver
The Texas Zephyr rolls through sunshine, rain and snow
There rolls the fast Texas Zephyr down from Denver
You can hear the big diesel’s Fort Worth whistle blow

Every day in Denver there’s folks waiting in line
Tickets in hand for the Zephyr that’s right on time
Nowadays it’s a train from out of yesterday
The Denver to Fort Worth Texas Zephyr railway

It’s near a thousand miles from Denver to Fort Worth
To connect with the Houston Texas Rocket main
She drunk a lot of diesel as she rolled the earth
And they named her the Fort Worth Texas Zephyr train

There rolls the fast Texas Zephyr down from Denver
The Texas Zephyr rolls through sunshine, rain and snow
There rolls the fast Texas Zephyr down from Denver
You can hear the big diesel’s Fort Worth whistle blow

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:50 PM

Back Roads Of My Mind (Larry W. Jones 08/20/2010) (song#6125)

Rolling to a different drummer, she left me this summer
Now I’m right on track chasing rainbows that I’ll never find
Night time never seemed colder, guess I’m just growing older
Shouldering the pain rolling down the back roads of my mind

Rolling down this railroad track, thinkin’ bout the long road back
With a cup of coffee from the railroad depot behind
This old black train goes on rolling through the plains one more time
And the strain that I find is down the back roads of my mind

It seems funny that skies out the window look so sunny
By now we’re climbing over mountains and the Great Divide
On the west side’s the ocean, in my chest is emotion
As I strain to find reasons down the back roads of my mind

(instrumental)

Now we’re rolling through the night time toward L.A. in the morn
I hear the wheels clicking on the rails and the lonesome horn
While time just keeps on rolling down the tracks I’ve left behind
I keep on kicking myself down the back roads of my mind

Rolling to a different drummer, she left me this summer
Now I’m right on track chasing rainbows that I’ll never find
Night time never seemed colder, guess I’m just growing older
Shouldering the pain rolling down the back roads of my mind

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:49 PM

One Last Train To Ride (Larry W. Jones 08/13/20102) (song#6107)

I was born in a red caboose in a small west Texas town
I loved the views from the window til they closed the railroad down
My Daddy stoked the fire on the trains until the day he died
And he joked that the Midnight Flyer was one last train to ride

One last train to ride
One last train to ride
I was born in a red caboose with my Daddy by my side
These old railroads are what I’ll choose til there’s one last train to ride

(instrumental)

I pick an old banjo to the rhythm of a hobo’s song
And just like Hobo Bill, I go to where the trains roll along
Daddy never was a hobo and I view him now with pride
But I just might be a hobo til there’s one last train to ride

One last train to ride
One last train to ride
I was born in a red caboose with my Daddy by my side
These old railroads are what I’ll choose til there’s one last train to ride

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:47 PM

Freight Train (Larry W. Jones 08/05/2010) (song#6078)

(Woo Woo)

Freight train!! (Woo Woo)
Freight train!!
Clickety clackin’ down the rails again
The stack is blowin’ black, clickety clack, clickety clack
Clickety, clickety, clickety, clickety, clickety clackin’ down the rails

There’s a pick axe for a miner, old Rick, the Forty Niner
A recliner meant to kick back in when feelin’ finer
A saddle for to straddle a wild mustang soon
And some bottles to stock the wildest west saloon
Freight train!! clickety clackin’ down the rails

Freight train!! (Woo Woo)
Freight train!!
Clickety clackin’ o’er the prairie wide
Ball ‘n jackin’ up and o’er the Great Divide
Clickety, clickety, clickety, clickety, clickety clackin’ down the rails

There’s some leather boots and pans for gold dust pannin’
A suit for a man who’s just a weddin’ plannin’
Some snake oil for relievin’ almost any pain
For those who toil with backs but haven’t any brain
Freight train!! clickety clackin’ down the rails

Freight train!! (Woo Woo)
Freight train!!
Clickety clackin’ down the rails again
The stack is blowin’ black, clickety clack, clickety clack
Clickety, clickety, clickety, clickety, clickety clackin’ down the rails

There’s a trunk filled with mem’ries from an eastern state
Lookin’ for the redwood trees through a western gate
Freight train is a-rollin’, the stack is blowin’ black
It’s California goin’, rollin’ down the track

Freight train!! (Woo Woo)
Freight train!!

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:46 PM

Old Number Forty Five (Larry W. Jones 07/13/2010) (song#6020)

The weather was cold and raining, tired eyes straining
From the window of the small switchman’s shack that night
Winds and rains were violent, telegraph was silent
And it was many hours before the next daylight

It sounds strange to some, telegraph began to hum
And the young switchman read the dots and dashes through
Then he became afraid, a freight was on the grade
Climbing through the cold wind and rain without a crew

The switch was thrown at the bottom before the turn
But the old train kept puffing right on up the slope
The switchman’s lantern burned as he tried to discern
Something so strange on which his mind just could not cope

He heard a whistle blow from somewhere down below
And said, that sure ain’t the sound of an outward bound
Dots and dashes said a gold mine was in ashes
Just past a trestle where forty men must be found

Then the train appeared, climbing in her strongest gear
Her stack on fire was glowing like a midnight sun
The switchman brought to mind trains from another time
And one that had to make another railroad run

Then he saw her number, burning coal and lumber
She was climbing up the grade with an awful noise
Sure as I’m alive, that’s old number forty five
She runs like a mother trying to save her boys

The switchman knew the tale that rail men love to tell
Of the old locomotive number forty five
Her sounds were like crying for boys who were dying
Young miners were trapped but some may still be alive

Then he remembers, that train had steel and timbers
That could save the lost miners up the Great Divide
But the load wrestled was heavy for the trestle
Number forty five never reached the other side

Sometimes round the bend you can hear a moan begin
From a train that hasn’t been seen for a long time
Some say old number forty five is still alive
She’s still trying to save young miners in their prime

Then he saw her number, burning coal and lumber
She was climbing up the grade with an awful noise
Sure as I’m alive, that’s old number forty five
She runs like a mother trying to save her boys

Old number forty five, some say she never died

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:44 PM

Soft Brown Eyes Leaving On A Train (Larry W. Jones 07/07/2010) (song #6002)

It was midnight last I saw her
Soft brown eyes leaving on a train
My mind’s eye will always draw her
Leaving town on that outbound main

Love is something I’ll remember
Her love will never come again
Byes brought grieving in December
Soft brown eyes leaving on a train

My days now fall into ages
Filled with such loneliness and pain
I recall of all the pages
Soft brown eyes leaving on a train

(instrumental)

My days now fall into ages
Filled with such loneliness and pain
I recall of all the pages
Soft brown eyes leaving on a train

Oh, if I could run, walk or crawl
To days of our young love again
Then never more would I recall
Soft brown eyes leaving on a train

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:42 PM

Phoenix Outbound Freight Railroad (Larry W. Jones 08/30/2009) (song#5996)

I was born in Phoenix with a frown
It was a small Arizona town
I was raised with the sticks all around
And where the only way up was down
The son of a railroad man’s abode
Who only lived by the hobo’s code
I’m gonna ride the route my Daddy rode

On the Phoenix outbound freight railroad
On the Phoenix outbound freight railroad
My Daddy lived by the hobo’s code
On the Phoenix outbound freight railroad
I’m gonna ride the route my Daddy rode

(individual)

I learned to pick a rhythm guitar
In the sticks at a honky tonk bar
Hobo Bill took his last ride, I’m told
On the Phoenix outbound freight railroad
Bill was the son of a railroad man
And he rode the rails until he died
I’m gonna ride the route my Daddy rode
The Phoenix outbound freight is my ride

On the Phoenix outbound freight railroad
My Daddy lived by the hobo’s code
On the Phoenix outbound freight railroad
I’m gonna ride the route my Daddy rode

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:41 PM

Shadow Hobo Joe (Larry W. Jones 08/07/2009) (song#5968)

Spoken:
Just out of work on the east coast, down to my last penny
Huddled by a sign post for a ride, but there wasn’t any
I got tired of waiting in the cold for such a long time
And started walking south toward the Mason and Dixon line
I thought I could make West Virginia in a couple days
If I could get some needed rest while I was on my way
By the second night I was stranded in a railroad town
My fortune was underhanded with cold rain pouring down
I was hungry as a hobo and the wind had a chill
When a locomotive sound, the cold silent darkness filled
The night train stopped and I saw extended a friendly arm
A voice said, come on up here stranger, the box car is warm
In the box car there stood an old man who said with a grin
Come on in here stranger and I’ll share my bottle of gin
I asked him his name and he said it wasn’t by design
I’m Shadow Hobo Joe of the Mason and Dixon line
So, I asked him how he came to be called by such a name
He said, stranger, this old train you’re riding on is to blame
There ain’t no hobo ever lived with a tale same as mine
I’m Shadow Hobo Joe of the Mason and Dixon line
We rode those rails for the better part of that awful night
Until the lights of the next train station came into sight
He said to me, well stranger, this is the end of your line
Up ahead I’ve gotta make the fork of the Brandywine
He handed me a thin dime as I heard the train whistle blow
Said, tell folks inside that Shadow Hobo Joe said hello
Then Shadow Hobo Joe and his train rolled into the night
I looked out through the rain but soon he was gone out of sight
I went inside the train depot to the cafe to dine
Told them Shadow Hobo Joe said hello, cup for his dime
If a pin had been dropped, you could have heard it down the rails
About every face in the cafe had turned deathly pale
I asked what was the matter, and did I say something wrong
Well, every now and then a stranger like you comes along
Every railroad man here knows about Shadow Hobo Joe
Stranger, listen to me, I’ll tell what happened years ago
A little down the tracks at the fork of the Brandywine
A train full of children was comin’ down ahead of time
Both trains were on the main line as they came into the curve
Would have been disaster if not for one who kept his nerve
Hobo Joe took control when the engineer froze in fright
He gave up his own life for a train full of kids that night
The freight train left the tracks at the fork of the Brandywine
With Shadow Hobo Joe of the Mason and Dixon line
Seems every now and then a stranger needs a place that’s warm
And just like to you, Shadow Hobo Joe extends his arm
Stranger, have another cup paid for with his life and dime
He’s Shadow Hobo Joe of the Mason and Dixon line

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:40 PM

Locomotive Number Nine (Larry W. Jones 07/26/2009) (song#5949)

Locomotive number nine rollin’ in here right on time
Tell me, where did my darlin’ step off of your railroad line
Now, there’s one new bag I know she had, crossed in weaves of plaid
And now it grieves me to think she might be the leaving kind

Locomotive number nine rollin’ in here right on time
She got on this old Wabash line they call the Cannonball
Baltimore ain’t that far and she booked in a first class car
I’m up against a wall, I don’t think she loves me at all

(instrumetal)

I should have known better but I wrote her one last letter
And told her not to let strangers hold her when on her way
I’m the spark in her eye but maybe an old flame came by
I wish she was here at the station standing on the quay

Locomotive number nine rollin’ in here right on time
Tell me, where did my darlin’ step off of your railroad line
Now, there’s one new bag I know she had, crossed in weaves of plaid
And now it grieves me to think she might be the leaving kind
I’m up against a wall, I don’t think she loves me at all

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:38 PM

Boxcar Bob (Larry W. Jones 07/18/2009) (song#5924)

Eight cars behind in a slow rolling freight
A hobo with Dago Red wine lay still
Friend of mine, Boxcar Bob was my soul mate
That he always was and he always will

The old boxcar clinked on every passing link
A tune Boxcar Bob called the hobos chime
All I knew in a night as black as ink
Bob was quite a friend for a long long time

There have been some long rails we’ve traveled, Bob
We were just two hobos that loved to roam
We were ditched off the Gila Monster, Bob
Over in New Mexico far from home

We hid from railroad bulls in purple sage
Alongside the tracks by Sandia Peak
Up in Leadville we rode that narrow gage
On the way to Penrose and Cripple Creek

Bob, we rode the California Northern
Down to San Diego just for a laugh
Everything we owned except skin and bone
We divided it all, Bob, half and half

I remember your words, Bob, although hard
You made me promise by heaven above
If you were the one dealt the first death card
That I’d bury you by the ones you love

It’s like the roundup in the old corral
When the last of the cowboys come around
Well, Boxcar Bob, you’ve been my hobo pal
This old train is rollin’ you homeward bound

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:37 PM

High Noon To Yuma (Larry W. Jones 07/16/2009) (song#5918)

A ten-wheel Baldwin called the High Noon to Yuma
Rolls the western rails with a mournful huffing sigh
It’s said you see a legend that’s less than human
When you see the High Noon to Yuma rolling by

Longhorns at the siding dying from lack of rain
Don’t even know there’s buzzards circling way up high
The High Noon to Yuma is a fast flying train
Trying to catch up with ghost riders in the sky

Take care if the High Noon to Yuma’s your concern
Those rails to Yuma carries tales men can’t explain
Go tell your next of kin that you might not return
Cowboy, think twice ’bout the High Noon to Yuma train

That town’s a stop on the rails to Petaluma
Now, don’t take me wrong for the words I speak thereof
But if you’re bound to ride the High Noon to Yuma
Leave behind your belongings and the one you love

It’s said you see a legend that’s less than human
That locomotive might just disappear for good
If you set your sights on the High Noon to Yuma
Cowboy, you’ll ride rails of steel not quite understood

A ten-wheel Baldwin called the High Noon to Yuma
Rolls the western rails with a mournful huffing sigh
It’s said you see a legend that’s less than human
When you see the High Noon to Yuma rolling by

High Noon to Yuma
High Noon to Yuma
Cowboy, think twice about the High Noon to Yuma
When you see the High Noon to Yuma rolling by

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:35 PM

Folsom Prison Line (Larry W. Jones 07/10/2009) (song#5909)

Now listen all you rounders to my sad and tragic tale
As I lie here dying in this bad Folsom prison cell
They brought me here on a train, said I had to do my time
Though I’m not to blame, I came on that Folsom prison line

Well, I’ve been in Folsom prison fifteen years til today
The truth has not arisen that would take these chains away
Another man is guilty and should take this place of mine
I’m the one who took his place on that Folsom prison line

I thought that we were buddies and would be until the end
But both his hands were bloody and his words were just pretend
Somebody said they saw me but the gun they ne’er did find
The law didn’t care, put me on that Folsom prison line

(instrumental)

How many times I’ve told my story, I don’t really know
I feel cold and lowly each time I hear that whistle blow
Oh, I wish I could ride that train home to clear name sometime
But I rode a one way trip on that Folsom prison line

Now listen all you rounders to my sad and tragic tale
As I lie here dying in this bad Folsom prison cell
They brought me here on a train, said I had to do my time
I’ll die in shame ’cause I came on that Folsom prison line

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:34 PM

Moonlight Special (Larry W. Jones 04/01/2009) (song#5862)

I met the friendly postman with the morning mail
Your letter said that you’d be coming on the rail
Dear, I’ll meet you at the station tonight at nine
Moonlight Special, be sure that you arrive on time

Moonlight Special, blow your bull whistle for your friends
Mr engineer, keep that throttle full round the bends
Tonight I’ll see my darlin’, what a sight to see
Moonlight Special, bringing my baby home to me

That day she had to leave was when I had to grieve
But she promised that she’d always be only mine
Her letter came today and my heart is relieved
Moonlight Special, be sure that you arrive on time

(instrumental)

Moonlight Special, blow your bull whistle for your friends
Mr engineer, keep that throttle full round the bends
Tonight I’ll see my darlin’, what a sight to see
Moonlight Special, bringing my baby home to me

Well, I hear that Moonlight Special balling the jack
Her stack’s a-smokin’, headlight falling on the track
That locomotive’s movin’, no more hills to climb
Moonlight Special, you brought my baby right on time

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:33 PM

Lonely Horn Of The Outbound Train (Larry W. Jones 03/25/2009) (song#5855)

The sunshine has left this lonely valley
Seems all that’s left now is the cold and rain
The forlorn sound through this lonely valley
Is the lonely horn of the outbound train

How many the years of lost tomorrows
How many tears were shed by hearts in pain
How many the loves now torn in sorrow
By the lonely horn of the outbound train

Our love was grown in a field of clover
But it’s over now and won’t come again
If I’d only known you’d be a rover
With the lonely horn of the outbound train

(instrumental)

My heart is low and it feels like dying
Trying to forget mem’ries that remain
And yet it keeps right on with its crying
At the lonely horn of the outbound train

Our love was grown in a field of clover
But it’s over now and won’t come again
If I’d only known you’d be a rover
With the lonely horn of the outbound train

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:32 PM

Lost Dream Train Of Mine (Larry W. Jones 12/24/2006) (song#4255)

Hear that lonesome train roll by
It keeps rolling on down the line
Listen to that lonely whistle cry
It’s that lost dream train of mine

Have you ever known a train so long
A thousand wheels slowly crawling by
I’d sing a song of what went wrong
But it’d be so sad that I would cry

Hear that ‘ol lonesome whippoorwill
There’s a lost love he can’t find
She’s like that train beyond the hill
It’s that lost dream train of mine

Now, hear my lonesome blue guitar
I can make these strings all whine
Like the whistle on that train afar
It’s that lost dream train of mine

Have you ever known a train so long
A thousand wheels slowly crawling by
I’d sing a song of what went wrong
But it’d be so sad that I would cry

Hear that ‘ol lonesome whippoorwill
There’s a lost love he can’t find
She’s like that train beyond the hill
It’s that lost dream train of mine

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:30 PM

Wreck Of The Old 97 (Larry W. Jones 11/03/2008) (song#5825)

The route from Monroe to Spencer was rolling terrain
Mail was there on time on the Southern Railway fast train
The day, t’was a Sunday, in the year nineteen oh three
September twenty seven went down in history

The train had late arrival in Monroe, Virginia
Ninety Seven had the speed like a fire within ya
Just one hour late was nothing for this steam condenser
Old Ninety Seven would make up that time to Spencer

Many signs were posted to warn of steep grades and curves
But the Fast Mail was driven by guts and steady nerves
North Carolina was a hundred sixty six miles
Engineer Broadey said he would make it there in style

Danville’s Stillhouse Trestle was seventy five feet high
And old Ninety Seven made the approach on the fly
To make that curve before the trestle was looking bleak
Nine good men died at the bottom of Cherrystone Creek

The wreck of the old Ninety Seven is history
And just why it left the tracks is no man’s mystery
Now, Southern Railway wanted the mail to be on time
But Danville’s Stillhouse trestle was the end of the line

All you fair ladies, when you write your love a letter
Don’t be so worried about getting it there on time
Some engineer may speed even though he knows better
The wreck of Old Ninety Seven wasn’t worth your dime

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:29 PM

Here Comes That Midnight Train (Larry W. Jones 08/29/2008) (song#5787)

Hear that lonesome whistle a-wailin’ through the pines
As I lay here on my pillow cryin’
I feel the tears and try to cover up my head
I’m wonderin’ what’s the use in tryin’

Broken heart, here comes that midnight train
Just like the one I know she’s on
Broken dreams, here comes that midnight train
Rollin’ to some far away dawn
How I wish I knew where she’s gone
Here comes that midnight train

I broke both her heart and mine
Now both our hearts are filled with pain
Hear that lonesome whistle whine
Here comes that midnight train

– instrumental –

Broken heart, here comes that midnight train
Just like the one I know she’s on
Broken dreams, here comes that midnight train
Rollin’ to some far away dawn
How I wish I knew where she’s gone
Here comes that midnight train

Broken dreams, here comes that midnight train
Rollin’ to some far away dawn
How I wish I knew where she’s gone
Here comes that midnight train
Here comes that midnight train

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:27 PM

Boxcar On The Outbound (Larry W. Jones 07/29/2008) (song#5648)

Beside the train tracks I was born
The wild geese call was so forlorn
When they called to me with their song
Come and go with us your life long
A boxcar on the outbound is my home

It breaks my heart to see you cry
Oh how I hate to say goodbye
I’m sorry for my wayward song
But like the wild geese, I must roam
A boxcar on the outbound is my home

It’s just my way to try and find
Some far off place I’ve never been
And I can’t face the ties that bind
Although our friendship will now end
An outbound train just rolled around the bend

– instrumental –

It breaks my heart to see you cry
Oh how I hate to say goodbye
I’m sorry for my wayward song
But like the wild geese, I must roam
A boxcar on the outbound is my home

The call for love’s inside of me
But lasting love will never be
A train just passed like geese that roam
I’m sorry for my wayward song
A boxcar on the outbound is my home

I’m sorry for my wayward song
A boxcar on the outbound is my home

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:26 PM

Hobos Ditched On The Gila Monster Route (Larry W. Jones 07/07/2008) (song#5536)

The setting sun shone across the plain
Lit the rear door of an east bound train
And gleamed on a rusty track close by
Where hobos sat on a rotten tie

They were ditched by a shack in cruel fate
High-balled by the bull on their last freight
The freight hit the line on a sanded rail
When they pulled on out behind the mail

Their train pulled away in the dark night
All they could see was the red tail light
The moon arose and the stars came out
Hobos ditched on the Gila Monster Route

Not a thing in sight but sand and space
No place for hobos to feed their face
No railyard shack for to rest their legs
No hen house where hobos steal their eggs

As they gazed out in the solitude
Both dropped their heads and began to brood
One spoke of the time he lost his mate
In a hobo jungle o’re a dinner plate

They both looked around and at their feet
A salamander they speared to eat
Hobos deprived of their daily bread
Cleared their dry throats with some Dago Red

Their train pulled away in the dark night
All they could see was the red tail light
The moon arose and the stars came out
Hobos ditched on the Gila Monster Route

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:24 PM

Everyone Loves A Train Song (Larry W. Jones 06/27/2008) (song#5501)

I heard the train a-coming on a Georgia night
Cold rain was falling in the locomotive light
She was waiting in the rain, waiting for the train

She was an outbound woman
Leaving on the outbound train was her scheme
Left me standing in the rain
Searching in vain, the reason for her dream

Everyone loves a train song
Cause everyone’s heard the sound of the outward bound
Everyone loves a train song
Cause dreams seem to disappear where they can’t be found

Everyone loves a train song
On a rainy night in Georgia, it don’t seem right
Everyone loves a train song
But this old train song is breaking my heart tonight

Play me another train song
Though the feeling don’t seem right
Play me another train song
On this rainy Georgia night

– instrumental –

Everyone loves a train song
Cause everyone’s heard the sound of the outward bound
Everyone loves a train song
Cause dreams seem to disappear where they can’t be found

Everyone loves a train song
On a rainy night in Georgia, it don’t seem right
Everyone loves a train song
But this old train song is breaking my heart tonight

Play me another train song
Though the feeling don’t seem right
Play me another train song
On this rainy Georgia night

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:02 PM

Wreck Of The Fireball Mail (Larry W. Jones 06/12/2008) (song#5486)

One cold and rainy night, not a beam of moonlight
The wind was blowing freezing rain straight down the rails
The engineer was brave, gave his sweetheart a wave
And climbed into the cabin of the Fireball Mail

His sweetheart said, so long, the throttle sounded strong
Nothing could go wrong with the Fireball Mail that night
Though tonight apart, he had a song in his heart
Tomorrow she would be his darling wedded wife

Iron wheels made a clack as the train rolled down the track
And the stack was glowing red as the black coal burned
There was no sense of dread as the light shined ahead
For his darling, the heart of the engineer yearned

– instrumental –

When he went around the curve, then froze every nerve
For he observed a strange light speeding on the rails
He saw the bad mistake as he pulled on air brakes
Tonight was his final ride on the Fireball Mail

Doubtful that he’d survive, they found him half alive
Along the track in the wreck of the Fireball Mail
He asked them to send a message to all his kin
And to his darling waiting with her wedding veil

There’s a small cottage new, I bought for me and you
I furnished it for you with love in great detail
Darling, now it’s yours alone, for soon I’ll be gone
Remember me and the wreck of the Fireball Mail

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 08:00 PM

Wreckage Along The Railroad (Larry W. Jones 06/05/2008) (song#5477)

I’m just wreckage along the railroad, trash along the tracks
It don’t matter where this old railroad ends
I’ll just keep on riding because there ain’t no turning back
Though I never know what’s around the bend

I’ve met a lot of hobos just as much a wreck as I
Shared a pot of soup and a drink or two
I always tell them, I’ll see you soon, instead of goodbye
Then hop the next freight coming into view

I’ve rolled through many towns, big and small, but I’ve never stayed
I’ve looked at all the places far from home
Oh, please don’t pity me for this wrecked railroad masquerade
I’ll take a rain check on the dreams I’ve known

– instrumental –

I’m just wreckage along the railroad, on the same old tracks
I’ll ride these old rails til she’s forgotten me
I don’t need much money and what I own is on my back
I’ve still got miles to go and lots to see

My poor heart’s been wounded by an old love I couldn’t win
Played my cards for a queen and lost the bet
I’ll have to hide my tears and try to take it on the chin
I’m just wreckage along the railroad of regret

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:53 PM

A Thousand Miles Of Track Behind (Larry W. Jones 05/13/2008) (song#5425)

On this old freight line, a hobo
A thousand miles of track behind
Don’t know how many more I’ll go
Don’t know when I ate the last time

Keep wondering why she left me
How could hate come from love sublime
At one time she was my baby
A thousand miles of track behind

A thousand miles behind, I felt bad
When I found out she was that kind
She was the only love I had
Oh, how could I have been so blind

– instrumental –

Never before was I this way
Never a worry on my mind
I keep thinking back with dismay
A thousand miles of track behind

Oh, I still love that woman so
And she is still so intertwined
In my mem’ry that’s full of woe
A thousand miles of track behind

She has all those good lookin’ charms
Too bad she was the roving kind
Back there I held her in my arms
A thousand miles of track behind

Oh, I still love that woman so
A thousand miles of track behind

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:51 PM

Gotta Drive That Train (Larry W. Jones 05/11/2008) (song#5421)

Now, life’s too short for yesterdays
The sort of thing with no delays

If life’s ride is the bumpy kind
Just slide up front and you may find
Maybe while you were looking back
Your life has jumped right off the track

Now, it’s alright to remember
For that’s just part of history
But up front’s where it’s happening
Up where there’s so much mystery

The real enjoyment of living
Well, it’s not back where we have been
Just look forward with thanksgiving
To another new year, or ten

Life is searching all the byways
Never should you ever refrain
Because if you want to live life
You have all GOTTA DRIVE THAT TRAIN

Now, some folks ride the train of life
But always looking out the rear
Just watching miles of life roll by
Silently marking off the years

They just sit in sad rememberance
Of wasted days and nights gone by
Then they curse life for what it was
And hang their mournful head and cry

I don’t concern myself with that
Cause I took a different vent
I look forward to what life holds
And not backward to what I’ve spent

So now, strap me to the engine
Make it as secure as can be
Cause I want to be out in front
To see all life that I can see

I want to feel the winds of change
When it’s blowing right in my face
See the wheels of life rearrange
Zeal for life, going place to place
I want to see what life can cast
Cause I’m not looking at the past

Kingwood Kowboy


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Subject: RE: Train Songs
From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy
Date: 08 Sep 19 - 07:48 PM

That Lonesome Whistle Blowin’ (Larry W. Jones 04/27/2008) (song#5403)

I saw that train a-rollin’ down the line
A-strainin’ from the load but rollin’ fine
And when I heard that lonesome whistle blow
I knew that it was time for me to go
That lonesome whistle blowin’ blows my mind

My darlin’ is as sweet as sugar cane
I broke my darlin’s heart, which was insane
When I hear that whistle blow, it brings pain
I was wrong, I know, that was so unkind
That lonesome whistle blowin’ blows my mind

Railroad bull caught me farther down the rail
I’m pulling time here in this lonesome jail
He told me in a month that I’d be fine
It’s so dark in here, think I’m goin’ blind
That lonesome whistle blowin’ blows my mind

– instrumental –

My darlin’ is as sweet as sugar cane
I broke my darlin’s heart, which was insane
When I hear that whistle blow, it brings pain
I was wrong, I know, that was so unkind
That lonesome whistle blowin’ blows my mind

This is such a shame, I know I’m to blame
They’ve given me a number for a name
Well, I sure do miss that sweet gal of mine
A-way down on that Mason Dixon line
That lonesome whistle blowin’ blows my mind

Kingwood Kowboy


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