i sat beside the railroad
that great old western track
and cried my tears
for the freight train passing
to the sound of an old smokestack
freight train take me
away along your track
take me someplace where
i just don't care
but dont ya ever bring me back
i see your vacant trucks
laid bare and empty
clear through all the steam
and your box cars overloaded
with this broken hearted dream
freight train take me
away along your track
take me someplace where
i just don't care
so I ain't never coming back
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dusk arising (
Offline) - Published: July 29th, 2022 02:30
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The call of travel and the splendid feel of a proper journey. When that is taken away there is no other such desolation. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you crypticbard.
dusk this struck deep into some old memories of childhood when I and my cousin used to go down to the train yard and hop freight trains. Latter in South America I would ride old steam locomotives. Sometimes you wish you could go back. A great metaphor
I'm a Brit and a lover of railways for as long as I can remember which goes way back into the days of steam power. So many memories. Looks like you are bitten with the same bug.
In the hope of finding a better place I long to be on the passing train. This was a good read.
There is something about a passing train which tempts one to romance with thoughts of where it's going, who is on board and why? I'm lucky to be fairly close to a preserved railway here in UK (the severn valley railway) so i get to feed my need occasionally. Thanks RLR
what a bluesy little number this turned out to be .. and my word sir, I seriously enjoyed the ride .. Neville
Though i have been a lover of the railways for as far back as i can recall, I have never before written a piece to include them. So this is a first. Thanks Neville.
Wow, Dusk that is one good song.
I pictured myself sat by the track with an old GWR Prairie loco tugging along a small freight train and the romance of the scene produced the lyrics. Thanks Jerry, I bet youve seen some great trains.
Yes, I have. My uncle was a fireman and one night they let me drive an engine in the yard to get water. I loved it.
That train will always take you to the places you most want to be d a.
Andy
Great poem
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