The railway train is starting off,
The engine gives a hasty puff,
The bell is rung, the whistle blows,
The agent says “Right!” and off it goes.
Chorus—Ring, a-ding! a-ding! a-ding!
Puff! puff! puff!
Over the bridge, it shoots away,
Through the tunnel, dark all day,
Through the cutting or the plain,
Till it comes to the depot again!
The agent calls out Boston train,
Take your seats we’re off again;
Now, be quick with the baggage there,
The signal shows the line is clear,
Time and train for no men wait,
Off, off, ’tis getting late.