The Brakeman’s Son

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Vance Gilbert - Pop

The Brakeman’s Son

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[Verse 1] The brakeman's son Wanders through my gate Face and hands covered With what he last ate My dogs lick him From head to toe Knock him down gentle In the virgin snow His daddy's nervous Cause it don't make sense How his baby boy end up This side the fence But these dogs would put a hurting On a stranger come That ever lay a hand On the brakeman's son [Verse 2] Now, me and your daddy Don't speak and that's fine Since he up and sold a parcel To the Northwest Line They cut the train trestle Across my land Turn my topsoil into Worthless sand No, you will never see us Breaking bread Now the railroad got a price Upon my head We'll be doing battle 'Til our days are done There's a legacy For the brakeman's son [Chorus] Now the brakeman stops A moving train And his son looks up At the summer rain And he catches raindrops In a little paper cup And when that fills up On his tongue Oh ooh Mmm Oh ooh Mmm [Verse 3] Now, I'll never hold against A hard working brakeman Doing his job The best he can Doing what he can To keep his family fed And never be the one To move the train ahead There will never come a day We see eye to eye And I think about it every time A train goes by Foundation of my house is full of Holes and cracks And I said things to your daddy That I can't take back [Chorus] Now the brakeman stops A moving train And his son looks up At the summer rain [Verse 4] I can't unset the setting sun And there ain't goin' be no winner When this war is won But these dogs would put a hurting On a stranger come That ever lay a hand On the brakeman's son Oh ooh Mmm Oh ooh Mmm

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  • Vance Gilbert