Intro: Hark and listen to the whistle of the train Pulling from the station to the land of the golden grain When we return again our friends will drink our health 'Cause there's no place here where there ain't such cheer As the land of the golden hell INTERLUDE: Molly dear, I greatly fear that soon I will be gone I am going away on a harvest train to the far off Saskatchewan To reap the grain on a western plain, where the buffalo used to roam And I'll leave you alone when you're arriving home To my dear calling boys INTERLUDE: Molly dear, when night is near and I am far away With loving heart you'll do your part and for me you will pray When the kids are fed they go to bed and you'll stand out on the lawn You won't even sigh for your absent boy In the far Saskatchewan, yeah Instrumental: