I think of times when I was young
I travelled near and far
It doesn`t seem so long ago
I saw the world from a railroad car
For many years rode the line
Through the woods the freight train would roll
`Cross fields of grain muddy river plain
My heart would often go
The engineer`s hair is gray
Worn out engine can`t even go slow
I listen for the lonesome sound
Can`t you hear that whistle blow?
I spy ten boxcars silent and still
They remind me of yesterday
Their rusted frames worn and bent
Faded letters read `Santa Fe`
The great steam engines quiet and cold
Metal chimes in the howling wind
The boiler`s busted whistle cracked
Never hear her blow again Send " Sante Fe Train" Ringtone to your Cell