Southern Rail Road Line

Southern Rail Road Line
From my great grandfather's porch you could see the south fork river, just a silver ribbon cutting through the pines, when the cold wind blew the leaves away, it made the branches shiver yeah you could see that trestle on the southern rail road line.
well we used to count the cars and try to guess where they were going, as the purple shadows claimed another day. and our evening serenade was just that lonesome whistle blowing, through the hollows up the hills and down the halls of yesterday.

chorus:
Now the trains used to roll by here twenty five a day, man some of them is a hundred flat cars long, till old Buck Duke dammed the river up and washed the tracks away made a lake out of the old man's cotton farm. An now 40 miles of track under 20 feet of water, are all that's left to show that at one time, life in the south like the blood in our veins ran right down that southern rail road line.

That old man knew those engines like the parts of his own body, he could tell by the sound the drivers made, yeah he knew which engineer had his hand upon the throttle by the way he built the steam up to help her make the grade. Then he said one time them tracks ran all the way to Mississippi, Atlanta, Mobile, Nachez right on down, then he said one day I'm bound to ride son you're gonna ride her with me, tell they run clean out of track and have to turn this train around.

chorus:
Yeah the trains used to roll by here twenty five a day, man some of them is a hundred flat cars long, until old Buck Duke dammed the river up and washed the tracks away, made a lake out of the old man's cotton farm. And now 40 miles of track under 20 feet of water, are all that's left to show that at one time, life in the south like the blood in our veins ran right down that southern rail road line.

And now 40 miles of track under 20 feet of water, it's just a forlorn headstone progress left behind. Everything was fine back in 1929 running down that southern Rail Road Line.