Old Train

Old Train, I can hear your whistle blow

And I want to 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

Youre older than the last

And it seems Im too old for running

I hear your rusty wheels grate against the rails

They cry with every mile

And I think Ill 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

Ill smile when youre highballing by

Old Train, each time you pass

Youre older than the last

And It seems Im too old for running

I hear your rusty wheels grate against the rails

They cry with every mile

And I think Ill stay awhile