“The Slow Train”.
Sung by: Flanders and Swann.
Available on YouTube
For everyone who remembers, with great affection, those halcyon days when Steam Trains kept every small village throughout the land in touch with the rest of the country. When schoolboys spent hours silently watching Locomotives chugging up steep inclines, before ticking them off in their Train Spotter’s Handbooks.
Miller’s Dale for Tideswell,
Kirby Muxloe, Mow Cop, and Scholar Green,
No more will I go to Blandford Forum and Mortehoe,
On the Slow Train from Midsomer Norton and Mumby Road,
No Churns, no Porter, no Cat on a Seat,
At Chorlton-cum-Hardy or Chester-le-Street,
We won’t be meeting again,
On the Slow Train.
I’ll travel no more from Littleton Badsey to Openshaw,
At Long Stanton I’ll stand well clear of the doors no more,
No whitewashed pebbles, no “Up” and no “Down”,
From Formby Four Crosses to Dunstable Town,
I won’t be going again,
On the Slow Train.
On the Main Line and the Goods’ Siding,
The grass grows high,
At Dog Dyke, Tumby Woodside,
And Trouble House Halt,
The Sleepers sleep at Audlem and Ambergate.
No passenger waits on Chittening platform or Cheslyn Hay,
No one departs, no one arrives
From Selby to Goole, from St Erth to St Ives,
They’ve all passed out of our lives,
On the Slow Train, on the Slow Train.
Cockermouth for Buttermere,
On the Slow Train, Armley Moor Arram,
Pye Hill and Somercotes,
On the Slow Train,
Windmill End.
Lyrics: Musixmatch
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