verse 1. The clickety sound of the southbound freight And the high speed hum of a passenger train Becomes a part of the soul and the heart and the mind Of a boy who's raised by the railroad line verse 2. The sound of a whistle at the crossin' road And the tanks and the trucks and the tractors on the flatcar load Becomes a part of the soul and the heart and the mind Of a boy who's raised by the railroad line And the big round penny that you lay on the rails And the wheels mash flat And a glimpse of the faces of the ladies And the men in the engineer's hats verse 3. And the brakeman waves from the red caboose He's a part of the past, never quite turns loose Becomes a part of the soul and the heart and the mind Of a boy who's raised by the railroad line ~~Instrumental Break over the verse.~~ And the big round penny that you lay on the rails And the wheels mash flat And a glimpse of the faces of the ladies And the men in the engineer's hats verse 4. And the brakeman waves from the red caboose He's a part of the past, never quite turns loose Becomes a part of the soul and the heart and the mind Of a boy who's raised by the railroad line Verse 5. The clickety sound of the southbound freight And the high speed hum of a passenger train Becomes a part of the soul and the heart and the mind Of a boy who's raised by the railroad line Of a boy who's raised by the railroad line