David Lambert, BMI, ASCAP: Tunes

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Mixed at Studio 151. Guest Musicians include; Tim Lawter(bass) and console, Rusty Milner(acoustic blend), Ronald Radford(lead and steel), Lee Sinclair(drums)...

Round about eighteen eighty eight, a young man moved down from the tar-heel state,
Found a room in a boarding house, in the middle of a small upstate town,
Went to work as a railroad hand with a growing Southern Railway Line,
Laying new tracks, hauling cotton and coal, railroad man was, ready to roll,

He rode a black steel dragon breathing white hot fire, shaking the ground down a winding track,
Dragging loads down the tracks and coming back in to pull another time,
Lonesome whistle calling through the night, sawing his fiddle to the engine’s whine,
Saw sights unseen and heard stories untold,
That was mighty fine riding for a railroad man,

Hard years of work started paying off, they made that man a new section boss,
Seasoned and tough as a long steel rail, got himself tamed by a southern belle,
Local doctor’s daughter smiled his way, stopped that railroad man’s train on a dime,
5 acres of land and a two room house, started building their own little Southern line,

He rode a black steel dragon breathing white hot fire, shaking the ground down a winding track,
Dragging loads down the tracks and coming back in to pull another time,
Lonesome whistle calling through the night, sawing his fiddle to the engine’s whine,
Saw sights unseen and heard stories untold,
That was mighty fine riding for a railroad man,

He rode a black steel dragon breathing white hot fire, shaking the ground down a winding track,
Dragging loads down the tracks and coming back in to pull another time,
Lonesome whistle calling through the night, sawing his fiddle to the engine’s whine,
Saw sights unseen and heard stories untold,
That was mighty fine riding for a railroad man,

That was mighty fine riding for a railroad man,