Southern Pacific

Down the mountainside

To the coastline

Past the angry tide

The mighty diesel whines.



And the tunnel comes

And the tunnel goes

Round another bend

The giant drivers roll.



I rode the highball

I fired the daylight

When i turned sixty-five

I couldn't see right.



It was mr. jones,

We've got to let you go

It's company policy

You've got a pension though.



Roll on, southern pacific

On your silver rails

On your silver rails

Roll on, southern pacific

On your silver rails

Through the moonlight.



I put in my time

I put in my time

Now i'm left to roll

Down the long decline.



I ain't no brake man

Ain't no conductor

But i would be though

If i was younger.



Roll on, southern pacific

On your silver rails

On your silver rails

Roll on, southern pacific

Roll on, on your silver rails.




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