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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It was Christmas Eve, a Thursday On the Northern Express Christmas Train We were on our way north through the wilds And our destination was to be old Hornepayne One hundred and eighty two people Three kittens, one goat and nine dogs Were riding up north on the railroad Oh, I forgot to mention six hogs There was snow coming in from the waters Surrounding the bays, both Hudson and James The engineer was prepared for a whopper This would not be a time to play games It was nineteen twenty in the year of our lord The great war had been done for two years These people were travelling homeward To spend Christmas with those they held dear The storm was gathering force over water There was no way to safely arrive They only had one option before them If he wanted them all to survive He pulled the train off on a side spur They were not getting home safe tonight But, the train, being old wasn't worthy Of surviving the storm and it's fight The conductor gathered up all his courage And he entered each car in their turn He said "It looks like we're here for a while" The storm looked real bad, as they'd learn Remember it was nineteen twenty The trains had no heat to keep warm There was just an old stove and the engine To keep them alive in the storm The lines were down, so no message Could be sent via morse code machine They were stuck in the Ontario wilds In a storm worse than they'd ever seen They prayed and they sang hymns all together Christmas carols and some all would know As they sat, and they watched out the window At the wind whipping, white sheets of snow It was just after four when it started Six hours in it was worse One man, a fellow named Woolner Said "we're stuck on a CP rail hearse" The children were kept calm by their mothers The men were watching as well They were keeping an eye on the weather They would not die in this frozen hell It was just before midnight I reckon When the storm broke enough to see out The snow was now done and was over Of this there was surely no doubt Christmas Day...it was now after midnight Some were sleeping while others were not They had left to go start a fire This was an idea given plenty of thought The people awoke and they followed To the fire to keep warm and still pray They would make the best of a bad situation Don't forget it was still Christmas Day Christmas happens, it doesn't pick a location It doesn't give a damn where you are Christmas happens, and it gives a feeling Of goodness, whether you're close or home is quite far These people all stuck in the forest Still a day or so from where they would go Spent a Christmas with a whole bunch of strangers some dogs, cats and hogs and a goat Gifts that were destined for family Were opened that night by the crowd And the carols they sang in the forest Shook the snow, they were singing so loud The trees were lit up by the fire Snow was covering branches up high When they looked up into the dark heavens And they saw the bright lights in the sky The rainbow of colours was awesome It shone brighter than bright in the sky But one thing stood out in the distance The one star that shone bright from on high What was it that brought them together Made them share this Christmas as one Was it the storm that was the only reason Or was there something else there that had come The word came on out from the engine The lines of communication were back They should all get on back to their carriage And he'd get this train back on track When they all climbed aboard to get moving Every seat had a package, all wrapped No one saw who delivered the presents As they were all in this outland, and trapped Was it Santa come through to deliver Their presents while they all went to pray It's a question that no one can answer It's a puzzle that remains to this day If you ever go north on the railway And you pass by the park near Hornepayne Remember the big storm they encountered And the magic on the Christmas Train
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