| 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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| Watch the curves, the hills, the tunnels
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| Never falter never fail
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| Keep your hand upon the throttle
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| And your eyes upon the rail
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| Blessed Savior Thou will guide us
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| Till we reach that blissful shore
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| Where the angels wait to join us
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| In Thy praise 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’ll behold the Union Depot
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| Into which your soul will glide
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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 the extended hands He’ll greet you
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| «Weary Pilgrim, welcome home!» |