Daddy Dixon

Daddy Dixon
by Robert “Bob” Amos & Jim Karns

Daddy Dixon raised a family on the other side of town
And where they lived in that old house, you could always hear the sound
Of a big train in the distance rolling around the bend
The rumble of the big wheels and the whistle in the wind

Hey Daddy Dixon
No that train don’t come around here no more
Since they closed the local line in eighty-four
Hey Daddy Dixon
Though your life aint what it used to be
You’re still like a father to this town and me

Then a fever took his Ida May when she was twenty-eight
All the kids grew up and moved away, live out of state
You can see him in the twilight walking down the tracks
He’s dreaming about some summer day that’s never coming back

Memories of younger days when they used to walk that way
Stop and lay a nickel on the rail
When the train would pass them by the kids would all run and claim their prize
He wonders if they have them still