Oh, the great steam engine.
Moving throughout the west.
How it roars! How it roars!
And chugs along the beaten path.
Where men go to travel far,
For gold glory and all.
To the west, to the west!
And gather on the frontier.
Sing your songs of glory,
On the trains of steam galore.
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You send the cheese to the bank,
Not yet I'd say, to the shell it shall go.
When one is debted, the transfer made,
The latter now is unmade.
Taxes not taken, on the company afar,
Taxes dodged on the homefront, SCORE!