lp discography - covers & lyrics

1.

MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH TRAINS

(Dolly Parton)
« © '76 Velvet Apple Music, BMI »
Everytime I hear the sound of a train a comin' down that railroad track
I get that faraway look in my eyes
And I'd like to throw my hammer down and take off to some distand town
And not even take the time to say goodbye

I've got to think about my babies about my job and my old lady
And how much she'd miss me if I's gone
And I love them more than anything but I got this feeling near by trains
And some other wish I's on that train and gone

That train keeps a rolling down the track
Bringing my old mem'ries back
Making hobo blood ball in my veins
Reviving my old love affair with trains
[ dobro - fiddle ] The nights ain't never long enough my wife keeps sayin' you get up
For you'll be late to work and miss your ride
I grab my dinner bucket up and jump on the back of your pickup truck
And I wonder if I'll jump that train tonight

And it wasn't long ago that I was free to jump that train and ride
But I gave it up to be a family man
And I don't suppose I'll ever go but when I hear that whistle blow
I think of my old love affair again

That train keeps a rolling down the track...
That train keeps a rolling down the track...
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2.

UNION STATION

(Ronnie Reno)
« © '76 Bucksnort Music, BMI »
Blow whistle blow watch them old freight trains roll
As they roll through Union Station
They say they are trying to tear it down
It's a shame for so long it's been around
A tribute to our nation the storical Untion Station
Blow whistle blow watch them old freight trains roll
As they roll through Union Station
[ piano ] Then new one will come it won't be the same
The old ones're sure around but what's a shame
It's forsaking the old for the newer one
Just think what the old Union Station's done
Blow whistle blow watch them old freight trains roll
As they roll through Union Station
Mhm mhm as they roll through Union Station
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3.

HERE COMES THE FREEDOM TRAIN

(Stephen H. Lemberg)
« © '76 Vashti Music, ASCAP / Wa We Music, ASCAP »
All aboard America here comes the freedon train
All aboard America here comes the freedon train

The freedom train is rolling down two hundred years of track
Two hundred years of glory never to turn back
The train is called America your ticket is a dream
That left the torture of freedom for all the world to see
She left the station in Lexington in 1776
And rode to Philadelphia where the liberty bell was fixed
George Washington was the engineer John Adams shovelled coal
And Franklin punched the tickets Tom Jefferson added soul

All aboard America here comes the freedon train...

She rode to New Orleans the battle of 1812
With old Hickory at the throttle she drove the British out
The freedom train's a fine train the toppest of world it seemed
Her whistle blows for the liberty with a mighty head of steam
Wheels of fortune sweaty Pittsburg rolled across the Mississipp'
From Texas to Misoury to one real exciting trip
Then bang of track was broken smashed by a cannonball
That blew in great divided will the nation stand or fall

All aboard America here comes the freedon train...

Will Annistage stepped into the cab and the wheels began to roll
Freedom train must never stop Republic never fall
To the bloody fields of Gettysburg the tear show in his eyes
She drove the train with fury the freedom train survive
Again the train rode westward to California shores
To the deserts and prairies even stronger than before
From Atlantic to Pacific she drove the rail with pride
She travelled a track to glory with the good Lord on her side

All aboard America here comes the freedon train...

There's much more to this story like Wilson and Roosevelt
They left the train to Truman who stoked it mighty well
Then old Dwight D Eisenhower or LBJ we sing
Two brothers known as Kennedy and Martin Luther King
And still the train rolls forward over history's rugged trail
Straightin' by the journey and the land beneath her rail
And you and I roll along and stroke the freedom fire
For we stand to all Americans hold old honor can't be hired

All aboard America here comes the freedon train...
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4.

SO LONG TRAIN WHISTLE

(Dave Kirby - Lew Quadling)
« © '76 Tree Publishing, BMI »
Daddy's been a railroad man since he was twenty-one
Two yers of Britty ship breakment on the Denver run
Thirty he made fireman thirty-five an engineer
Now at sixty-five he's reached the end of his career
Daddy said he's glad it's over but he ain't foolin' me
Last night I overheard him singing this sad old melody

So long train whistle so long hmm-hmm
This near generation has no need for you or I
We both served the nation long before it learned to fly
Nothing last forever now it's all turned to die
Lord hear that whistle cry

Daddy's not the only one the railroad lines are fired
And New York Central Limited long since been retired
The Chief is gone from Santa Fe the SP Lark as well
I'm soon to rest to leave the rails Lord only time you tell
I know that you can't stop progress new things happen every day
We gonna mourn that lonely whistle if it finally fades away

So long train whistle so long hmm-hmm...
Mhm mhm hear that whistle cry mhm mhm
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5.

SILVER GHOST

(Sterling Whipple)
« © '76 Tree Publishing, BMI »
On a cold and rainy night I was sittin' in the light
Oh my switchman shack of mine post on the mountain
The storms were pretty bad and the telephone was dead
But it was just eleven hours till the dawn
Then much to my surprice the telegraph jumped in the light
As I read the code I thought could this be true
The train was on its way headed up to mountain grade
But she didn't have no engineer or crew
At the other switch they tried to put her on the mountain side
But she kept on coming up the mountain grade
But I quickly dowse the light to try to see into the night
Maybe I could spot her headlight in the rain
She was poundin' down below I could hear her whistle blow
And I thought Lord that's a high and mournful sound
Then the telegraph again there's a caving in the mine
And the hundred men have burried neath the ground
Lord she's coming now I see her round the bend and straight at me
And her ballet is glowin' red as coal in hell
The headlinght switchin' wide searchin' all the mountain side
But the only sound she's making it's a wail
Then I recognized the train by the number and the name
It's from miners Silver Ghost 0-40-1
Then she vanished up the track by the lonely swutchman shack
Like a mother who was looking for her son
Now I heard the story how an engine went to glory
Over fifty years ago in the same line
It was steaming for the caving there were men needed saving
But it missed the curve in trestle near the mine
And every now and then you'll hear a whistle on the wind
It's from mountail slides where many men're lost
It's a high and lonely wail and searching up and down the mountain
It's the train they call the Miners Silver Ghost
The train they call the Miners Silver Ghost
The train they call the Miners Silver Ghost
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6.

NO MORE TRAINS TO RIDE

(Merle Haggard)
« © '76 Tree Publishing, BMI »
I was raised in Santa Fe reefer in little California town
Three door down from the railroad track where they set the old boxcar down
Born the son of a railroad man who rode 'em until he died
I'd like to live like my daddy did but there's no more trains to ride

No no more trains to ride no more trains to ride
I'd like to live like my daddy did
But there's no more trains to ride
[ dobro ] I learned to be a guitar picker singing and strummin' long
Songs like Hobo Bill's Last Ride I love the good ramblin' song
Bill was the son of a rambling man who rambled until he died
I'd like to live like Billy did but there's no more trains to ride

No no more trains to ride no more trains to ride...
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7.

COMING AND THE GOING OF THE TRAINS

(Red Lane)
« © '76 Tree Publishing, BMI »
I am just an Indian and once this was my land
Now it's been taking from me by the coming of a white man
And the anger makes my blood run hot and heavy in my veins
Everytime I think about the coming of the trains

The day was hot and dusty in the year of '69
As we heard the whistle blowing somewhere down the line
That was the year I rode with Frank and Jesse James
As we waited for the coming and the going of the trains

The drought hit west Texas the ground was cracked and dry
We just had to have some water or our crops would surely die
The railroad shipped this water till we finally got some rain
And I thanked God for the coming and the going of the trains

I lived behind these iron bars I'm a prisoner doing time
And I've heard that midnight freight pass at least the thousand times
And I spent my time a walking to the door and back again
And marking down the coming and the going of the trains

I've always been an engineer and trains're all I know
Ah they don't want me anymore and they say that I'm too old
But my cabin at the crossing sorta helps to ease my pain
For I just had to feel the coming and the going of the trains

The trucks and planes're faster now and the railroad is too slow
And they just came and told me that my railroad has to go
The hands that built the railroad through sweat and blood and pain
Will sign the final papers of the going of the trains
And I have seen the coming and the going of the trains
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8.

I WON'T GIVE UP MY TRAIN

(Mark Yeary)
« © '76 Tree Publishing, BMI »
I pulled into Memphis thirteen minutes early first time in two weeks
There's where she came to meet me as I stepped down off 51 and needed sleep
And the baby's overdue I know you need some things
But the more that we discuss it it's the same

Long train rolling got a feeling and I'm knowing she's not waitin' for me
Those rails keep gettin' longer this feeling's gettin' stronger it won't let me be
Yeah I love my woman fire and rain but I won't give up my train

Baby came in April while I was in Chicago in the pouring rain
Before flagcar and rusty tanker three boxcars and an empty sack of mail
And though I've been lonely some nights I know there's just no other way to explain

Long train rolling got a feeling and I'm knowing...
Oh I love my woman fire and rain but I won't give up my train
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9.

WHERE HAVE ALL THE HOBOES GONE

(Dave Kirby - Danny Morrison)
« © '76 Tree Publishing, BMI »
The silver rails have lost their shine
They're just the victims of our time
They might as well rust in the rain
What good's a track without a train

Where have all the hoboes gone
I never knew they even had a home
So Lord if you have turned your back
You might as well take off the track

I love to hear a whistle whin
Just ride a boxcar one more time
So Lord if you're still on my side
You'll send me one more train to ride

Where have all the hoboes gone...
Hm hmm so Lord if you're still on my side
You'll send me one more train to ride
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10.

RAILROAD LADY

(Jimmy Buffett - Jerry Jeff Walker)
« © '73 Groper Music, BMI »
She's a railroad lady just a little bit shady
Spending her days on a train
She's the semi good looker but the fast rails they took her
Now she's trying just trying to get home again

South station in Boston to the stockyards of Austin
From the Florida sunshine to the New Orleans rain
Now that the rail packs have taken the best tracks
She's trying just trying to get back home again

She's a railroad lady just a little bit shady...

Once a high-balling loner thought he could own her
He bought her a fur coat and a big dimaond ring
But she hug in for cold cash left town on the Wabash
Never thinking never thinking of home way back then

But the rails are now rusty the dining car's dusty
The gold bladed watches are taking their gold
The railroads're dying and the lady is crying
On a bus to Kentucky and home that's her goal

She's a railroad lady just a little bit shady
Spending her days on a train
Once a pull man car driver not a breakment won't have her
She's trying just trying to get back home again
On a bus to Kentucky and home once again
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11.

HOBO

(Dave Kirby - Glenn Martin)
« © '76 Tree Publishing, BMI »
You might find me in most any railroad depot
But not staying where the paying people are
I'll be busy making rezervations
For a first class ticket on a cabin car

But you'll never find this hobo in an airport
Cause I ain't found out how he hits a plane
But if you wanna see a master working
Just stand back and watch this hobo catch a train

You might find me down in late some evening
But not any cafe with a fancy name
And I won't be eatin' steak from Kansas City
But the canned beans cooked on an open flame

But you'll never find this hobo in an airport...

Once a year I gather with my brothers
Praying for the good of all mankind
And if you listen close you'll hear me singing
Those Salvation Army songs at Christmas time
Shall we gather at the river
But you'll never find this hobo in an airport...
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