Riding The Boston and Maine Lyrics

Now and again my thoughts take me back

To the days when the special would run down the track

Oh she was sleek and lean, Lord how she'd fly

The whole house would shake whenever she'd pass by

Black smoke would rise up from those hot burnin' coals

And the engineer smiled behind the controls

Silver flash in the sunlight so brightly she shines

Next stop is Portland on the Old Orchard line

Big wheels are turning, got a full head of speed

That train's still rolling through my memories

Watch her fly by in the New England rain

I'm Still wishing I was riding on the Boston and Maine

We'd stand by the tracks as she blew by so fast

Counting the cars, and the names as they'd pass

I'd like to go hide 'neath that trestle again

When it seemed like the days and the train would never end

Big wheels are turning, got a full head of speed

That train's still rolling through my memories

Watch her fly by in the New England rain

Still wishing I was riding on the Boston and Maine

See around the bend, how far we could go

Walking the crossties all laid in a row

Nothing to do after school every day

Put your ear on the track, hear the hum far away

Big wheels are turning, got a full head of speed

That train's still rolling through my memories

Watch her fly by in the New England rain

Still wishing I was riding on the Boston and Maine

I'm Still wishing I was riding on the Boston and Maine