The Little Red Caboose Behind The Train
Performer(s): Paul Warmack & His Gully Jumpers



I am growing old and weary
And my sight is getting dim
I have laid my links and pins away to rust
And the only friend that's left to me
In this wide world to stand
Is the Little Red Caboose Behind The Train

Oh, I'm growing old and feeble now
And my sight is getting dim
And I cannot see those signals anymore
I can hear those whistles blowing
And I know I'll soon be going
To a better home I know that's far away

There are young ones coming on
It is time for me to go
They'll be pestered with the rain, the sleet and snow
And they'll find a heap of trouble
When those hills they have to double
With the Little Red Caboose Behind The Train