THE MIGHTY 51…………Its blackened stack does leave behind
Black soot and ash for one to find
Apon the rails it does glide
Faster and faster it whizzes by
Past the stations and thru the night
It goes clickity clack,, clickity clack apon its track
Never does it waver,, never does it wander
Never does it look back…
Thru the mountains,, prairies and towns
The Mighty 51,, powers and makes the wind bow down
On the rail it follows,, to keep its appointed rounds
Clickity clack,, clickity clack,, it does sound
Pulling a mighty load,, it forms like a serpents tail
From engine to caboose it stays apon the rail
The Mighty 51 does show its power,, each and every hour…
More coal to the boiler the engineer does scream
Then does the tender throw with earnest
More shovels of coal into the furnace
To boil the water,, to build up the steam
Clickity clack,, clickity clack,, apon its rail
Thru the night and thru the day
Its whistle does echo and wail
So you will know,, the Mighty 51 comes this way………………
