Train Man's Blues Poem by Smoky Hoss
Train Man's Blues
There's a train
Runnin' through my backyard,
The low and lonesome whistle calls,
As the wheels turn long and hard.
One of these lost days
I'm gonna hop that ol' rattler,
See where it goes -
On down to Texas, Utah or old Mexico...
'Cause that's just
The kind of man I am...
I've known it from the start,
I've got a roaming soul
And a travellin' heart...
Don't care where she goes
Gonna ride 'er til the end, for
This ol' train and I understand...
As long as we're together
We're surely amongst friends.
Heaven, and hell
Are stops along the line;
- It's just the price to pay
Ridin' life's train, to the end of time...
'Cause that's just
The kind of man I am...
I've known it from the start, oh yea,
I've got a roaming soul
And I got a travellin' heart...
had to read this one! My brother hopped a train and rode the rails cross country from Washington to somewhere once!
Hey what goes on here? Is this my pal Smoky or Walt Whitman? Smokey this is great what a ride. I guess we will be on that same train the rest of our days, great poem Smokey.
Great rythm and good visual of quite a ride... nice painting Jim Troy
Smoky this seems like the words to one of those old, unforgettable songs. I can imagine that it is and even sing it to a melody.. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 4:44:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow this is the blues man. Its made me want to Get the guitar out. This is my kind of poem. Spot on. Fantastic.