Текст песни Plain Days - Jeremiah Walter

I was raised upon the prairie
Right off Highway 24
Before the railroad tracks were buried
Forevermore

But the whistle of that train
Still echoes in my brain
A refrain of those plain days

Once I saw a worker driving
A railroad spike into the ground
And the vision of his hammering
It beat the sound

But the whistle of that train
Still echoes in my brain
A refrain of those plain days

Well my grandpa bought us tickets
To take that train to the next town
One last chance to ride the railroad
Before they shut it down

But the whistle of that train
Still echoes in my brain
A refrain of those plain days