Poetry

Saturday, 4 February 2023

Jonny the train driver

 Jonny was a steam Engine driver

He knew his way around like a spider

Through dark tunnels

He would ride her

Oh Jonny you won't ride no more


Lay down that old track

Don't stop to sleep, don't look back

Rest will come when you're off the clock 

Jonny you've still got a long long way to ride


That steam train whistle's gonna find ya

On your back lying with the sleepers they will bind ya

But you didn't see something black move like a creeper

Snake bit Jonny like the grim reaper


Oh Jonny come back down the tunnel

Jonny, Jonny

Oh Jonny come down the tunnel again

On your slow steam train

On your slow steam train

Jonny come round again


Jonny saw the shadow of an eagle

Come down out the sky, it wasn't legal

And on his ankle lay a beagle

But he'll never ride the train again


Lay down that steam train track

Lay down the sleepers on their backs

Come make it narrow gauge

Just pay him his darn wage

He's got smoke in his eyes turning black


So lay down your pick and your axe

Lay down your word and your tax

We've paid you enough

With our blood and toil it was tough

And you sure didn't help with throwing jacks 


Lay down your spade and your ace

We can't dig your maid and her face

She's carrying a water bucket through tunnel hill

That's the place that she came when Jack met Jill




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