The Rocket Lyrics & Chords By Fred Eaglesmith

Son, could you help me on this platform
I'm not so good at climbing stairs
I brought me a drink and some sandwiches
I wanted to just sit and watch the trains

I come down here almost every Sunday
My grandkids they used to come too
Now they drop me off at the front gate
I guess that they've got better things to do

No. 47, she's a good one
No. 63 sings like a bird
No. 29, that's the one they call 'The Rocket'
Hey that's the saddest train I ever heard

Son, I'm a decorated veteran
I fought in what they called 'The Great War'
I used to believe in everything it stood for
I don't believe in much anymore

No. 47, she's a good one
No. 63 sings like a bird
No. 29, that's the one they call 'The Rocket'
Hey that's the saddest train I ever heard

Son, you look just like my boy
He stood here almost 40 years today
He looked so good in that brand new soldier's uniform
But that Rocket never brought him back again

No. 47, she's a good one
No. 63 sings like a bird
No. 29, that's the one they call 'The Rocket'
Hey that's the saddest train I ever heard
No. 29, that's the one they call 'The Rocket'
Hey that's the saddest train I ever heard