| Life is like a mountain railway
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| With an engineer that’s brave
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| We must make the run successful
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| From the cradle to the grave
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| Heed the curves and watch the tunnels
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| Never falter, never fail
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| Keep your hands upon the throttle
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| And your eye upon the rail
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| Blessed Saviour there to guide us
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| Till we reach that blissful shore
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| And the angels there to join us
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| In God’s grace forevermore
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| As you roll across the trestle
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| Spanning Jordan’s swelling tide
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| You will reach the Union Depot
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| Into which your train will ride
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| There you’ll meet the superintendent
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| God the father, God the son
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| With a happy joyous greeting
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| Weary pilgrim, welcome home
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| Blessed Saviour there to guide us
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| Till we reach that blissful shore
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| And the angels there to join us
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| In God’s grace forevermore
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| In God’s grace forevermore |