Metrolink

She toots her horn and goes by in a wink,
This new iron horse called Metrolink.
Runs next to our trail making noise and dirt
An' I can't get my pony near it even with a quirt.

Now railroads are nothing new to the West,
At wiping out buffalo and Indians they are best.
Rail barons and politicians, they all got wealthy
but for you and me, trains were never healthy.

An outfit called the SCRRA, without a bit of tack,
Has announced it's gotta add a second track.
New ties and rails just ten feet from our trail
"We'll even add a concrete wall too," they regale.

Now picture my old horse down in this concrete ditch
A big locomotive over his head coming off the switch
Rails squealing, horn screaming, and horse bucking as we fall
It'll sure be a wreck when my head crashes into that wall.

The SCRRA doesn't give a hoot for my horse's safety or me
Our trail will be lost and maybe a few lives, too, don't you see.
But you know they're gonna have that second railroad track
Just so they can take a few more folks to work and back.

It's interesting to look back at the history of the railroad
The first trains were pulled by horses, I've been told.
Our riding trail will be lost for lack of safety and use,
An' Metrolink will continue its history of public abuse.

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