Rest well friend;
We shall continue the run;
The coal will be shoveled,
The water kept level,
And the rods greased;
For here the tracks do not end,
They just go 'round the bend.
Wash away the soot and grime,
Put on new a shirt and coveralls;
Journey back to the Observation car,
And put down a few of our best brew;
Watch the world pass beyond the glass,
We shall continue the run.