C.R.F. (Retired) - Tim Barry

Sigh’s sitting pretty on the highline out of Minnie

And old Rudy’s down the ACL

I couldn’t even catch a hopper out of Bonedry clean

Just to get to Charlottesville

Quiet Yankee’s out in California rubber tramping

And NOVA’s down in New Orleans

Oh, Mr. Twitty’s wintered up in Portland or something

And Ziplock’s in Philly

And I’m stuck back here in Richmond

Dropping Markals on the main

Leaving all these messages

So they know I think of them

I got one hand on the ladder

I got the other lending the fire

I got one side bent on keeping on

And the other on retiring

Tried the Chicken Shit Express against Camp Deluxe come on

Every train just blew right past

Fuck the west, A wye and the ACCA bridge throat

I’m dodging car knockers as they pass

Got a signal light called for restricted for once

And a grainer riding dirty face

Til the bull’s headlights came a creeping and lurking

And they chased me right from that train

And I’m walking back from South Side

With my head held low in shame

Eating all my train food

Just four miles from where I came

I got one hand on the ladder

I got the other lending the fire

I got one side bent on keeping on

And the other on retiring

And I’m stuck back here in Richmond

Dropping Markals on the main

Leaving all these messages

So they know I think of them

I got one hand on the ladder

I got the other lending the fire

I got one side bent on keeping on

And the other on retiring