A dirt road leads into a forest
This road is winding and narrow
into the woods
As the car travels it comes to a fork
Now a decision must be made to-
turn left or right
After awhile a shape comes into view
The first thing seen is an out house
A few feet away a railway car on a-
grassy patch -A strange site to see
The driver came to to visit his eccentric
friends.
They live in the forest all year round
Deep in the woods away from the main road
It is not a campsite -it is their home
Living out here in solitude all alone
The driver wonders how could they
live this way
He will never know the reason
I spotted an old friend
In a railway car
That I'd not seen
For quite a long while,
And I smiled,
And I waved,
And I turned
To walk down the train,
To get away from that drain
Down which all of my money
Once poured.
I spotted an old friend
In a railway car
That I'd not seen
For quite a long while,
And I frowned,
And I turned,
And I said
"I don't want it back,
In a bag or a sack,
All that money that you seemed
To defraud."
I spotted an old friend
In a railway car
That I'd not seen
For quite a long while,
And I turned,
And I walked,
And I smiled,
I can ignore them from now,
I'll get the money somehow,
But unlike them I won't vanish
Abroad.....
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