On a hot Summers day

on a hot Summer's day

I can hear the steam train whistlin'

down the track disappearin' into the distance

it rolls, rolls an' rolls on belchin'

blowin', spittin' steam, throwin'sparks, thunderin'

through passes, tunnels down slopes, brakin'

in a bend, climbin' ev'rytime a genuine steam train

on the ride 

full of life, spittin' its guts onto 

the track, is all it wants an all it'll ever have

on a hot Summer's day I can hear the steam train

whistlin' down the track disappearin' into the distance

with a lot of smoke, with a lot of noise

with a lot of people goin' where they never went

so desperately wanted to be a special train with

a special reason

on a hot Summer's day it only came once and

never again, on a hot Summer's day the distance

took the train I still dream of ...whislin'down the track

(c) JR. ninetees