My Grandaddy was a railroad man

When I was young he took me by the hand

Dragged me to the station at the break of dawn

Said ";boy I got to show you somethin' 'fore it's gone";

She was blue and silver - she was right on time

We rode that Texas Eagle on the Mopac line



We had some sandwiches that Granma packed

We rode to Palestine and hitchhiked back

Home in time for supper with a tale to tell

That night I dreamed I heard that lonesome whistle wail



When I got old enough to take the train alone

I rode that Texas Eagle down to San Antone



Nowadays they don't make no trains

Just the piggyback freighters and them Amtrak things

They shut the Eagle down awhile ago

Sold it to the railroad down in Mexico

But every now and then that whistle's on my mind

I ride that Texas Eagle cross the borderline