by Bob Kaster

I hear the train a-comin’, it’s rolling ‘round the bend

I ain’t been to Montague since I don’t remember when

Now it’s just a memory, the real train ain’t around

Lot of bad things happened since they ran it to the ground.

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The Blue Goose was somethin’ special when it moved along the track

I still hear that whistle blowin’, but it’s never comin’ back

Old engine number 19 is now museum bound

Only in my memory will I hear that lonesome sound.

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The summers were a blessing, the excursion train was run

Our kids were the conductors, and had a lot of fun

They liked watchin’ Larry Bacon on his big-wheel ride

It brought in lots of tourists who would not be denied.

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Larry kept it goin’ and when he was no more

That whistle just stopped blowin’ and the Blue Goose closed its door

But I still hear that train a comin’, rollin’ around the bend

And I ain’t been to Montague since I don’t remember when.