There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run,
when the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun,
long before the white man and long before the wheel,
when the green dark forest was to silent to be real,
The time has no beginnings and the history has no bounds,
as to this fervent country they came from all around,
they sailed upon her waterways and they walked the forest tall,
built the mines the mills and the factories for the good of us all.
And when the young man’s fancy had turned into his dreams,
the railroad men grew restless for to hear the hammers ring,
their minds were overflowing with the visions of their days,
with many a fortune won and lost and many dept to pay.
Well, not that many of you would understand the bizare thoughts that flow around my Flash addled brain at 5:30 in the morning, or for that matter that many of you would have any desire to listen to folk music… Me, I grew up on it, and it will forever be a part of what makes me, me.
This song I can listen to again and again, just for the message behind it, but this morning I listened to it and thought to myself how like those poor navies we are. We are laying down the railroad of the future. We ARE bringing the goods to a young growing land. We are working for peanuts and losing loved ones because our job takes that much from us.
Keep Flashing people… even if you listen to that crappy Rap stuff.