TheTrainDriver©2022TonyFallon0410
The cold dark night is coming fast so button up your coat
And please go wrap your woolen scarve tightly around your throat
That's what mother told me as I headed for the CIE track
To open the gates as trains went by from my little shack
The employment situation in the sixties was tight
I'd rather be working days, but I had to work at night
The pay was not great I do not think I made a fiver
I had my foot in the door I aimed to be a driver
Some boys may be in motor bikes more in automotive
I watched trains go by and wanted my own locomotive
Years later I drove the Westport train without suspension
And I drove it for forty years and went out on pension
East is east and west is west and never two trains shall meet
My view was like a postcard as I had the driver's seat
My trains were always on time never once did I postpone
Many places I saw but I came back home to Athlone
I built my house in the country not too far from the tracks
Now I watch trains as I sit in my old chair and relax
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