Our Track!

Author not known

With Apologies to the Timboon Crews,

Have you ever heard the story
Of the litle place out back?
It's the Engine-drivers' glory,
And is well known as "Our Track."
There's Jimmy Y. and Norman K.,
And Charley R and Billy A.;
They run the train down every day
     On our Track.
What is it makes the cockies stare
And wonder what is in the air
When up the bank the train does tear?
     Why, our Track.
What is it makes the boilers prime
And the poor old driver can't keep time?
Where is it that you get the lime?
     'Tis our Track
Where is it that we chaps all know
That other drivers could not go
'Cause if they did they'd make a show?
     Why, our Track.
Where is it drivers stay for years,
For other Jobs they have no fears,
And when they leave the place shed tears?
     Why, our Track.
Where is it that the firemen roar
About the way the drivers bore?
They'll drop their plug some day for sure
     On our Track.
What is it makes them burn the coal
That twenty-eight won't fill the hole,
Yet half the way they have to roll?
     Why, our Track.
Where is it drivers try to fly,
And the fireman says he'll do or die,
While on the steam he keeps his eye?
     It's our Track.
What is it that will always stay,
Though crews may come and go away?
It's there for ever and a day--
     Why, our Track.

Notes

From The Footplate 29 July 1921.

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