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Perhaps you'd like to know, John, Just why I quit the rail, And as some feller one time sed, "Thereby hangs a tale." PERHAPS YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW JOHN JUST WHY I QUIT THE RAIL AN AS SOME FELLER ONE TIME SAID THEREBY HANGS A TAIL
ohn, And I didn't care a cuss; So I'd pull the throttle open And jist let her wheeze and fuss. The road that I wuz a-runnin' on Wuz out in the woolly west; Two streaks of rust and the right of way Wuz puttin' it at its best. So we sort of plugged along, John. And didn't put on any frills, Never thought of doin' anything But doublin' all the hills. I tell you those were rocky times, And we hadn't no air brake; And fifteen miles an hour, John, Wuz durn good time to make. And thar wuz as good a lot of boys As you could meet with anywhere; Rough and ready open up, And always on the square. And I'd like to see them all again, And grasp each honest hand; But some of them, like me, have quit, Some have gone to another land. I 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. ULDN'T HOLD COBS BUT I WAS YOUNGER THEN JOHN AND I DIDN'T CARE A CUSS SO I'D PULL THE THROTTLE OPEN AND JEST LET HER WHEEZE AND FUSS THE ROAD THAT I WAS A RUNNIN ON WAS OUT IN THE WOOLLY WEST TWO STREAKS O RUST AND THE RIGHT AWAY WAS PUTTIN IT AT ITS BEST SO WE SORTED O PLUGGED ALONG JOHN AND DIDN'T PUT ON ANY FRILLS NEVER THOUGHT OF DOIN ANYTHING BUT DOUBLIN ALL THE HILLS I TELL YOU THOSE WERE ROCKY TIMES AND WE HADN'T NO AIR BREAK AND FIFTEEN MILES AN HOUR JOHN WAS DURN GOOD TIME TO MAKE AND THERE WAS AS GOOD A LOT OF BOYS AS YOU COULD MEET WITH ANYWHERE ROUGH AND READY OPEN UP AND ALWAYS ON THE SQUARE AND I'D LIKE TO SEE THEM ALL AGAIN AND GRASP EACH HONEST HAND BUT SOME OF THEM LIKE 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
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