Top 6: Canadian Railroad Trilogy Lyrics - Theresa Sokyrka

There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run 

Where the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun 

Long before the white man and long before the wheel 

When the green dark forest was too silent to be real 

But time has no beginnings and history has no bounds 

As to this verdant country they came from all around 

They sailed upon her waterways and they walked the forests tall 

And they built the mines the mills and the factories for the good of us all 

For they looked in the future and what did they see 

They saw an iron road runnin' from sea to the sea 

Bringin' the goods to a young growin' land 

All up through the seaports and into their hands 

Look away said they across this mighty land 

From the eastern shore to the western strand 

Bring in the workers and bring up the rails 

We gotta lay down the tracks and tear up the trails 

Open 'er heart let the life blood flow 

Gotta get on our way 'cause we're movin' too slow 

Behind the blue rockies the sun is declinin' 

The stars, they come stealin' at the close of the day 

Across the wide prairies our loved ones lie sleeping 

Beyond the dark oceans in a land far away 

We are the navvies who work upon the railway 

Swingin' our hammers in the bright blazin' sun 

Livin' on stew and drinkin' bad whiskey 

Bendin' our backs 'til the railroad is done 

So over the mountains and over the plains 

Into the muskeg and into the rain 

A dollar a day and a place for my head 

A drink to the livin' and a toast to the dead 

Oh the song of the future has been sung 

All the battles have been won 

On the mountain tops we stand 

All the world at our command 

We have opened up the soil 

With our teardrops and our toil 

There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run 

When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun 

Long before the white man and long before the wheel 

When the green dark forest was too silent to be real 

When the green dark forest was too silent to be real 

And many are the dead men too silent to be real