Ghosts Of The Rail

With name it would be pointless(?)
They were built sleek and fast
Streamlined for the future
And fueled by the past
They were tall as iron giants
Cloaked in their steel shrouds
Like chariots from the future
Arriving on misty clouds
New York Central
Rail and machine
Fire, smoke, and steam

New York Central
Ghosts of the Rails

From New York to Chicago
Traveling along the rails
You could smell the history in the air
With each breath that you'd inhaled
Like a noble knight
Of olden days
With his armor, and his shield
And four hundred thousand pounds
Of iron, chrome, and steel

New York Central
Rail and machine
Fire, smoke, and steam

New York Central
Ghosts of the Rails

With miles of cars behind them
Faster than ever before
The twentieth Century Limited
Majestic Commodore

I remember the mighty Mercury
Like it was yesterday
The train of tomorrow
Dressed in gleaming grey
New York Central
Rail and machine
Fire, smoke, and steam
New York Central
Ghosts of the Rails

New York Central
Rail, and machin
Fire, smoke, and steam

New York Central
Ghosts of the Rails