Train Trek

Train Trek
 Tracks are starting to rumble, wheels beginning to roll
 There's a short handle shovel full of number 9 coal
 Hey, mister brakeman are we running on time
 No, mister engineer, think we're falling behind
 Will we crash on the trestle? Will we pass on the plain?
 All I can guess is, we'll be seeing that train
 No way to stop em? No way to tell?
 Keep your hand on the throttle and your eye on the rail
 Send the word to the sherriff, make the people lie down
 Tell the cook and the coachman, there's no turning round
 Up ahead is the tunnel, just beyond is the bend
 Pass the word to the preacher, it's all up to him
 Said the preacher's been drinking and he's starting to cry
 Saying Great God Almighty, we're all gonna die
 All the porters are betting nobody survives
 And the Indian Cowboy is taking a dive
 The undertaker is laughing, the doctor's cold as a stone
 The fiddle player is playing there's no place like home
 We'll be making the trestle just over the hill
 If we don't make it now boys, we never will
 When the trains hit the trestle and the trestle gave way
 The two trains collided in midair they say
 When the dust finally settled, all they found was a hole
 And a short handle shovel full of number 9 coal
 A hundred years after and a hundred miles high
 The captain commander looks down from the sky
 And he says to his soldiers, "She's pullin too strong"
 "We can hold her together, but we can't hold her for long"
 So we look for a message and we search in our souls
 As we sift through the wreckage like we're shoveling coal.