Old Train

Old train I can hear your whistle blow

But I won’t be jumping on again

Old train I’ve been everywhere you go

And I know what lies beyond each bend

Old train each time you pass you’re older than the last

And it seems I’m too old for running

I hear your rusty wheels grate against the rails

They cry with every mile, I think I’ll stay awhile

Old train each time you pass you’re older than the last

And it seems I’m too old for running

I hear your rusty wheels grate against the rails

They cry with every mile, I think I’ll stay awhile

Old train I grow weary at the miles

And I miss the freedom that was mine

Old train just to think about those times

I’ll smile when you’re high-balling by

Old train each time you pass you’re older than the last

And it seems I’m too old for running

I hear your rusty wheels grate against the rails

They cry with every mile, I think I’ll stay awhile