From the recording On A Farm

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Lyrics

(Verse)
Train don’t come round here no more
Blowing clouds of black from it’s red smoke stack
As it clicked an clacked on the tracks where I laid pennies
As it rolled on into town
And began to slow how the steam would flow
Those prepared to go stand ready

(Chorus)
All aboard the trip of life ain’t long
Have your bags all packed an ready
Wonder what became of all those trains
And I wonder what became of all those pennies

(Verse)
Train don’t come round here no more
It’s a dying town since the mill shut down
And the only sound that you hear around is silence
Don’t see many folks my age
Guess they’ve gone to find a little piece of mind
Further down the line troubles left behind can’t find you