Leaving the Train Station

As the train would come to crossing we would hear the whistle blow…of course it would bring to mind that song by Hank Williams  “I heard that Lonesome Whistle Blow…

I HEARD THAT LONESOME WHISTLE BLOW

I was riding Number Nine,
Heading South from Caroline.
I heard that lonesome whistle blow.
I didn’t trouble had to roam,
I left my gal, I left my home.
I heard that lonesome whistle blow.

Just a kid acting smart,
I went and broke my darling’s heart.
I guess I was too young to know.
They took me off the Georgia Main,
Locked me to a ball and chain.
I heard that lonesome whistle blow.

All alone I bear the shame,
I’m a number, not a name.
I heard that lonesome blow.
All I do is sit and cry,
When that evening train goes by.
I heard that lonesome blow.

I’ll be locked here in this cell,
‘Till my body’s just a shell;
And my hair turns whiter than snow.
I’ll never see that gal of mine,
I’m in Georgia doing time.
I heard that lonesome whistle blow.

Not the most romantic of views, but still exciting!   But in our case it isn’t a lonesome sound, but the sound of

The Train Song  by Phil Rosenthal

The train is rolling down the track,

Listen to the wheels go clickety clack,

Over the bridge, around the bend,
Taking me for a ride.

The engine’s up at the front of the train,
Pulling all the cars through the sun and the rain,
Over the bridge, around the bend,
Taking me for a ride.

When the engineer pulls the throttle down,
And the whistle starts to blow,
You can hear that sound for miles around,
And it lets all the people know,
That the train is rolling down the track,
Listen to the wheels go clickety clack,
Over the bridge, around the bend,
Taking me for a ride.

Now we sit here in the passenger car,
And the freight car’s next in line,
And way in back is the little caboose,
Rolling along behind.

And people stand by the railroad side,
And wave to us as we go by,
Over the bridge, around the bend,
Taking me for a ride.

The train is rolling down the track,
Listen to the wheels go clickety clack,
Over the bridge, around the bend,
Taking me for a ride.

Linda