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But sometimes I like to meet the boys, And talk them days all over, And I feel as gay and chipper As a calf in a field of clover But the happiest days I've known, John, The ones that to me see best, Wuz when I run an old machine Way out in the woolly west. BUT SOMETIMES I LIKE TO MEET THE BOYS AND TALK THEM DAYS ALL OVER AND I FEEL AS GAY AND CHIPPER AS A CALF IN A FIELD OF CLOVER BUT THE HAPPIEST DAYS I'VE KNOWN JOHN THE ONES THAT TO ME SEEM BEST WAS WHEN I RUN AN OLD MACHINE WAY OUT IN THE WOOLLY WEST
have changed somewhat since then, John, Jist a little more steady grown; But I often think of my railroad days As the happiest ones I've known. And, John, I often watch the train. As they go whizzing by; As I think of Bill, or Jim, or Jack, Thar's a tear comes in my eye. Perhaps you'd like to know, John, Just why I quit the rail, And as some feller one time sed, "Thereby hangs a tale." I wuz goin' along one night, John, At a purty lively rate, The old machine a-doin' her best, And me forty minutes late, When all at once there came a crash, I felt the old track yield, And fireman, machine and I Went into a farmer's field. There's little more to say, John, They laid me up for repairs, But my fireman, poor fellow, Hadn't time to say his prayers. So now you have my story, John; Still, you don't know how it feels To know you've got to plug around On a couple of flat wheels. But it doesn't bother me, John, Gosh, not fer a minnit; I'm as happy as the day is long, And feel jist strictly in it. KE ME HAVE QUIT SOME HAVE GONE TO ANOTHER LAND I HAVE CHANGED SOMEWHAT SINCE THEN JOHN JUST A LITTLE MORE STEADY GROAD BUT I OFTEN THINK OF MY RAILROAD DAYS AS THE HAPPIEST ONES I KNOWED AND JOHN I OFTEN WATCH THE TRAIN AS THEY GO WHIZZING BY AS I THINK OF BELL OR JIM OR JACK THERE'S A TEAR COMES IN MY EYE PERHAPS YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW JOHN JUST WHY I QUIT THE RAIL AN AS SOME FELLER ONE TIME SAID THEREBY HANGS A TAIL I WAS GOING ALONG ONE NIGHT JOHN AT A PURTY LIVELY RATE THE OL MACHINE A DOIN HER BEST AN ME FORTY MINUTES LATE WHEN ALL AT ONCE THERE CAME A CRASH I FELT THE OLD TRACK YIELD AN FIREMEN MACHINE AND I WENT INTO A FARMER'S FIELD THERE'S LITTLE MORE TO SAY JOHN THEY LAID ME UP FOR REPAIRS BUT MY FIREMAN POOR FELLOW HADN'T TIME TO SAY HIS PRAYERS SO NOW YOU HAVE MY STORY JOHN STILL YOU DON'T KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO KNOW YOU'VE GOT TO PLUG AROUND ON A COUPLE OF FLAT WHEELS BUT IT DOESN'T BOTHER ME JOHN GOSH NOT FOR A MINUTE I'M AS HAPPY AS THE DAY IS LONG AND FEEL JEST STRICTLY IN IT
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