THE RR DAUGHTER
Well, I was born a rail roader's daughter
Like Loretta, we went to the well for water
We were poor but we were proud
And daddy always said aloud:
"Remember who you are inside
And don't forget for you He died."
Well, daddy rode those railway tracks
And every time that he came back
I prayed that he would never die
And just the thought made me cry;
And then I grew up one day
And a phone call took my breath away.
Years went by as I heard the trains
And still I felt the same old pains
Stuart or Mack beside my dad
The old trolley made me feel so sad;
I tuck his RR cap into my pocket
And kiss his picture inside my locket.
His voice I often hear these days
Tho he & the train are just a haze
For I know he's just like the track
And neither one are coming back....
"Remember who you are inside
And don't forget for you He died."
Like Loretta, we went to the well for water
We were poor but we were proud
And daddy always said aloud:
"Remember who you are inside
And don't forget for you He died."
Well, daddy rode those railway tracks
And every time that he came back
I prayed that he would never die
And just the thought made me cry;
And then I grew up one day
And a phone call took my breath away.
Years went by as I heard the trains
And still I felt the same old pains
Stuart or Mack beside my dad
The old trolley made me feel so sad;
I tuck his RR cap into my pocket
And kiss his picture inside my locket.
His voice I often hear these days
Tho he & the train are just a haze
For I know he's just like the track
And neither one are coming back....
"Remember who you are inside
And don't forget for you He died."
In loving memory of my dad who died Oct. 29th, 1996.
