AUSTRALIAN RAILWAY STORY


Trains of Treasure CD: HARD ROAD 

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Mark Tate (1984) Elcar Workshops, NSW
Recited by John Dengate

On trampled grass of frosty grey
A chill wind blows where shadows lay
Beyond the road and yawning gates
The workshop for its prey awaits
A whistle howls its eerie wail
Begrudged and cursed to no avail
Machines are fed, some spit and choke
With steel and iron stench and smoke
From shrieking lathes the metal flies
The welders arc assails the eyes
On greasy floors neath shattered glass
Run squeaking wheels as trolleys pass
Clothing stains with sweat and dirt
Shock and grief when mates get hurt
Sunken eyes turn grey and red
From dust and fumes and years of dread
On trampled grass of frosty grey
A chill wind blows where shadows lay
Along the road the workshop waits
Pray for life beyond the gates

Trains of Treasure a CD of Australian railway songs and poems