I remember as a boy how in wonderment and joy
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I'd watch the trains as they'd go by
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and the whistle's lonesome sound you could hear for miles around
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as they rolled across that Greenville Trestle high
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but the whistle's don't sound like they used to
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lately not many trains go by
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hard times across the land mean no work for the railroad man
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and the Greenville Trestle now don't seem so high
verse interlude
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on the river bank I'd stand with a cane pole in my hand
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watch the freight trains up against the sky
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with the black smoke traili ng back as they moved along the track
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that ru ns across the Gre enville Trestle high
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but the whistle's don't sound like they used to
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lately not many trains go by
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hard times across this land mean no work for a railroad man
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and the Greenville Trestle n ow don't seem so high
verse and refrain interlude
when the lonesome whistle's whined
I'd get rambling on my mind
Lord, I wish they still sounded that way
as I turned to head for home
Lord, she'd rumble low and long
toward the sunset at the close of day
but the whistle's don't sound like they used to
lately not many trains go by
hard times across the land mean no work for a railroad man
and the Greenville Trestle now don't seem so high
no, the Greenville Trestle now don't seem so high
A A7
I'd watch the trains as they'd go by
D D7 G D
and the whistle's lonesome sound you could hear for miles around
D D7 A A7
as they rolled across that Greenville Trestle high
G D
but the whistle's don't sound like they used to
A A7
lately not many trains go by
D D7 G D
hard times across the land mean no work for the railroad man
D A A7 D
and the Greenville Trestle now don't seem so high
verse interlude
D D7 G D
on the river bank I'd stand with a cane pole in my hand
A A7
watch the freight trains up against the sky
D D7 G D
with the black smoke traili ng back as they moved along the track
A A7 D D7
that ru ns across the Gre enville Trestle high
G D
but the whistle's don't sound like they used to
D A
lately not many trains go by
D D7 G D
hard times across this land mean no work for a railroad man
A A7 D
and the Greenville Trestle n ow don't seem so high
verse and refrain interlude
when the lonesome whistle's whined
I'd get rambling on my mind
Lord, I wish they still sounded that way
as I turned to head for home
Lord, she'd rumble low and long
toward the sunset at the close of day
but the whistle's don't sound like they used to
lately not many trains go by
hard times across the land mean no work for a railroad man
and the Greenville Trestle now don't seem so high
no, the Greenville Trestle now don't seem so high