| Lyrics: | THE DUMMY LINE
Across the prairie on a streak of rust
There's something moving in a
cloud of dust
It crawls into the valley with a wheeze and whine
It's the two o'clock flyer
on the Dummy Line
Riding on the Dummy, on the Dummy Line
Rain or shine, I'll pay
my fine
Rain or shine I'll pay my fine
Riding on the Dummy, on the Dummy
Line
I saw a snail go whizzing past
A guy said, my, this train is going
fast
Said I, Old man, that may be true
But the question is, What's it fastened
to?
I said to the brakeman, can't you speed up a bit?
Said he, You can walk, if you
don't like it
Said I, Old man, I'd take your dare
But the folks don't expect me till the
train gets there
@travel @humor
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