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Headin' for the station with a pack on my back
I'm tired of transportation in the back of my hack
I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack
And hear the lonesome whistle see the smoke from the stack
To pal around with democratic fellows named Mac
So take me right back to the track, Jack

Choo!Choo!, choo-choo ch'boogie, woo-woo
Woo-woo, ch'boogie, choo-choo, choo-choo, ch'boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack

You reach your destination but you don't go back
You need some compensation to get back in the black
You take a morning paper from the top of the stack
And read the situations from the front to the back
But the only job that's open needs a man with a knack
So put it right back in the rack, Jack

Gonna settle down by the railroad track
Live the life of Riley in a beaten down shack
When i hear a whistle i can peep thru the crack
Watch the train rollin' when it's ballin' the jack
Love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack
So take me right back to the track, Jack

2007-10-09 18:21:01 · 15 answers · asked by Anonymous in Entertainment & Music Polls & Surveys

15 answers

I love that song. And yes, I love the sound of a train whistle. I love trains, period. I had a Lionel train set when I was 7 or 8 and loved to play with them ( I had a whole *town* and everything.) Someday, I would like to ride on The Orient Express....when my ship comes in, that is :o)

2007-10-09 18:26:02 · answer #1 · answered by PURR GIRL TORI 7 · 2 0

I love the sound of a train whistle and the sound a train makes as it rides on the tracks. I live a hop, skip, and a jump from a bridge where trains travel on the tracks, and I hear the whistles throughout the day if I pay attention. In fact, a train is going by right now (I can't see it, but I can hear it).

2007-10-09 18:28:49 · answer #2 · answered by 🐭 cat™ 🐭 7 · 1 0

Not really. My house is sixty feet from the tracks, and living in West Virginia means that coal trains run at least once an hour, 24 hrs a day. I've lived here all my life, though, and I really don't "hear" them anymore, but the coal dust has always been a major issue. The only time I have a problem with it is when they lay on that whistle late at night or when I'm trying to listen to something or someone.

2007-10-09 18:27:49 · answer #3 · answered by Lord Bearclaw of Gryphon Woods 7 · 2 0

Whistle... yes, horn... not so much.

THE STATION
by Robert Hastings


Tucked away in our subconscious is an idyllic vision. We see ourselves on a long trip that spans the continent. We are traveling by train. Out the windows we drink in the passing scene of cars on nearby highways, of children waving at a crossing, of cattle grazing on a distant hillside, of smoke pouring from a power plant, of row upon row of corn and wheat, of flatlands and valleys, of mountains and rolling hillsides, of city skylines and village hall.

But uppermost in our minds is the final destination. On a certain day at a certain hour we will pull into the station. Bands will be playing and flags waving. Once we get there, so many wonderful dreams will come true and the pieces of our lives will fit together like a completed jigsaw puzzle. How restlessly we pace the aisles, damning the minutes for loitering - waiting, waiting, waiting for the station.

"When we reach the station, that will be it!" we cry. "When I'm 18." "When I buy a new 450SL Mercedes Benz!" "When I put the last kid through college." "When I have paid off the mortgage!" "When I get a promotion." "When I reach the age of retirement, I shall live happily ever after!"

Sooner or later we must realize there is no station, no one place to arrive at once and for all. The true joy of life is the trip. The station is only a dream. It constantly outdistances us.

"Relish the moment" is a good motto, especially when coupled with Psalms 118:24 "This is the day that the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it." It isn't the burdens of today that drive men mad. It is the regrets over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow. Regret and fear are twin thieves who rob us of today.

So, stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, climb more mountains, eat more ice cream, go bare foot more often, swim more rivers, watch more sunsets, laugh more, cry less. Life must be lived as we go along.

The station will come soon enough.

2007-10-09 18:26:53 · answer #4 · answered by lamplight123 3 · 1 0

Yes. It's kinda funny that just as I read this question, a train whistle sounded at the station near my house. Of course, I had to answer.
Cool when stuff like that happens.

2007-10-09 18:27:39 · answer #5 · answered by kitkat94670 4 · 1 1

Before I retired from 40 years of railroad service with Southern Pacific, then Union Pacific railroads.

2016-04-08 00:29:40 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

Great lyrics....Can't identify them but I like them....I live 9 miles from the closest set of railroad tracks and the saying we have here is that "Hear the train -- It's gonna rain!" Trust me it has yet to fail.
Peace.

2007-10-10 00:41:07 · answer #7 · answered by Anonymous · 2 0

I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
they're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.
Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
but those people keep a movin'
and that's what tortures me...

2007-10-10 03:38:30 · answer #8 · answered by luna 5 · 2 0

So..
A good online resource about model trains is here http://www.goobypls.com/r/rd.asp?gid=416. I bought their step by step guides to get started with my new hobby. It helped me a lot.
Best

2014-08-07 14:10:13 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

Unfortunately, I don't hear those when trains go by in my area. I hear their horns and they sound awful.

2007-10-09 18:24:45 · answer #10 · answered by RoVale 7 · 1 1

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