"All Aboard,
All Aboard".
  
The Porter calls,
All aboard this train
Bound for nowhere.

Leaving the Atlantic,
Passengers  headed West,
Going as far as you can get.

The long snake rock and rolls
While you sway back and forth.

Turn to your window and see,
Look, miles upon miles of Canadian Prairie,
So flat you could watch your dog run away from home for days.


Every whistle stop you dash to the closest liquor store
The  cost of drinks making the trip  just tolerable.


Steel wheels and the clack-clack,
Those wheels whistling down the track.

At first, in the distant... mountains.. still so far away.
Then you reach the foothills and the Rockies start to reveal their awe.
A clear day it's best to ride in the Fish Bowl, a most beautiful view to behold.

On and on we go, the steel pushing forward.
On to the lush country pushing for the Pacific.