Jackie's Train

There's a tiny village with its landscape painted green A firehouse, a general store, all the streets are clean The people at the depot love to hear that whistle sound And they all wave at Jackie when the engine comes around. He says roll train roll The steel and all its rhythm are sweet music to his soul. You'll be riding safe tonight Come hell or freezing rain The red caps got your baggage All Aboard!! Jackies Train A cow strays from the meadow She's stranded on the track Jackie's fingers lift her up Then gently put her back the train chugs on down the line Through the kitchen and the den