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| Copyright Alice E. Steimle - 2004 |
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| Engine Engine No. 9 Coming down the Railroad Line These engineers know the right time They are our husbands; hers and mine When these wonderful men finally met They shared good times, they'd ne're forget Bud had his working, but no scenery Ric's could barely move; save the styroform for me |
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| Now we city gals have both moved to the country My sister went further North, but the South was for me Ric's trains are in one of the two garages here This haven is just bringing so many days of cheer Bud's trains are packed, but he'll get them set up Well, Arlene, just fill up your cup Once he gets started he'll never stop At least they'll be working, with smoke from the top |
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| Go West, young men, as they were told Yet now we're no spring chickens, but we're getting old Their hobbies are their trains and fishing you see Thank God we have phones, cause they save me We've all gone west, in our special ways Still sharing our lives on happy days God was good to us; our hubbies are really top We won't get off that train until it comes to a stop |
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| Please visit Dianne's site by clicking below. I'm proud to say I've inspired her to do more background sets. I'll be waiting, Dianne. HUGS |