Railroad Song

Railroad Song
84-11

Singing through the forests
Rattiing over ridges,
Shooting under arches
Rumbling over bridges,
Whizzing through the mountains
Buzzing o’er the vale:
Bless me! this is pleasant,
Riding on the rail

Men of different stations
In the eye of Fame
Here are very quickly
Coming to the same;
High and lowly people,
Birds of every feather,
On a common level,
Traveling together

Gentlemen in shorts,
Looming very tall;
Gentlemen at large
Talking very small;
Gentlemen in tights
With a looseish mien;
Gentlemen in gray
Looking rather green

Gentlemen quite old
Asking for the news:
Gentlemen in black
In a fit of blues:
Gentlemen in claret,
Sober as a vicar
Gentlemen In tweed
Dreadfully in liquor

Stranger on the right
Looking very sunny
Obviously reading Something rather funny:
Now the smiles are thicker-
Wonder what they mean!
Faith, he’s got the Knicker
Bocker magazine

Stranger on the left
Closing up his peepers;
Now he snores amain
Like the seven sleepers; –
At his feet & volume
Gives the explanation
How the man grew stupid
From association

Ancient malden-Indy
Anxiously remarka
That there must be perll
Mong so niatny sparks
Roguish looking fellow,
Turning to the stranger,
Says it’s his opinion
She is out of danger

Woman with her baby
Sitting vis-a-v18
Baby keeps a-squalling:
Woman locks at me,
Asks about the distance:
Says it’s tiresome talking
Noises of the cure
Are so very shocking

Market woman careful
of the precious casket,
Knowink ega are regga,
Tightly holds her basket,
Feeling that a smash
If it caine would surely
Send her eggs to pol
Rather prematurely

Singing through the forests,
Rattling over ridges
Shooting under arches,
Rumbling over bridges;
Whizzing through the mountains,
Buzzing o’er the vale:
Bless me! this is pleasant,
Riding on the rall