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Keith West - Sam lyrics
Sam had a nice profession Well it was really more an obsession He didn't have a single possession Just affection for a steam machine Its simply Green-- her name is Glory The village folks they often wonder Where Glory gets her fire and thunder Magic things Sam must conjure Museum on the Rails-- A legend of Old Tales--Glory ("Everybody on the train") They climb aboard, wipe their feet Would you kindly take your seats Sam pulls a cord And a whistle is absorbed Sam calls to ev'ryone "Let's have fun--This could be our last run!" He didn't know how right he was A shock for him was in the post--now! A letter headed Railway Company Found its way to his house on Monday Read: 'Your route is uneconomical Very sorry, we got to be logical And when the month ends Glory is redundant'. Then a strange sound in the night Made the people wake with fright A Green Machine with a yellow light With Sam on top--steams out of sight Leaving behind puzzled minds * Penny: Where is he off to? Keith: He doesn't really know. Penny: Is he angry? Keith: No, just very, very upset. Penny: Will he come back? Keith: We'll have to wait and see. * Dear old Sam we miss you so We wish you would come back All we want for Christmas Is old Sam in Santa's sack [...] (repeat, repeat) |
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