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Lyrics

Maybrook Line
(Van Buren)

When I was a child of five, heard those freight trains rumble by
The coal trains to New England from the Pennsylvania mines
The whistle and the rumble was my lullaby
High above the river on that old Maybrook Line

High up on the trestle
I'd hear them rumble by
As they steamed across the river
They were my lullaby

My mama told me stories 'bout ridin' on that train
Trips to see her family, she'd relive again
Dad showed me stations where the tracks used to be
I grew up hearing stories of the old P & E

High up on the trestle
I'd hear them rumble by
As they steamed across the river
They were my lullaby

One day I woke up to the news on the radio
The trestle was on fire ... It burned a week or so
The trains have been rerouted. The Maybrook rails are gone
But still in my memory, the coal trains rumble on

High up on the trestle
I'd hear them rumble by
As they steamed across the river
They were my lullaby

High up on the trestle
I'd hear them rumble by
As they steamed across the river
They were my lullaby