Bruce
Attwell writes "Here, as promised, is the
Railways ballad that I learned when firing in the Palmerston North depot in
1952."
Oh they gave him
his orders at Taihape station,
Saying, "Driver, you're way behind time!
This isn't eighty-one, it's old two-two-seven,
You must run her into Marton on time."
So the driver turned fiercely to his black and greasy fireman,
Sayin' "Shovel on a little more coal!
This isn't eighty-one, it's ol' two-two-seven,
And we've gotta make these engine wheels roll."
Oh! They went from Taihape like a howling tornado,
With the regulator open wide,
And the funnel belching smoke, like an angry volcano,
An' the mile-posts a-passing each side.
Now, the road from Taihape, is very steep and winding,
And it's hard on the driver's nerves,
They were going down a bank, when the driver lost his air brakes,
Just before they hit the worst of the curves.
They went rockin' in the bend, doing sixty miles an hour,
When the whistle broke into a scream,
They found him in the wreck, with his hand on the throttle,
He was scalded to death by steam.
Now all you young ladies come listen to my story,
There's a lesson that you must learn,
Never speak a harsh word, to a driver or a fireman,
They may go away and never return! |
Bruce
Attwell writes,
"This NZ version is a bit imaginative and pure doggerel, of course; and
I think people probably put their own words and variations into the piece
as it caught their fancy. I cannot, honestly, tell how much of it has been
a product of my one-time alcohol-fueled singing or hearing. After all, it
is fifty years since I first heard it! Anyway, John - enjoy arranging it as
you please. It really is a form of folk ballad. I doubt if Tranz-Rail will
ever produce anything similar."
This NZ song
is a parody of the popular 1930s American song The
Wreck of the Old 97. "Old
97" consisted of an engine and four carriages which crashed in September 1903
when running behind schedule.
The driver Joseph Broady, was trying to make up time as his train approached
Danville down a three-mile grade. He realized he did not have enough air pressure
to slow the train for an upcoming curved trestle, and in vain he reversed
the engine to lock the wheels. "Old 97" vaulted off the trestle, and 11 people
were killed.
The recording of the resulting ballad was the first record to sell a million
copies in the USA.
A more recent parody
The Overlander was a daylight pasenger train between Auckland and Wellington in the first decade of this century. The rails on the line were welded together to stop the click-clacking, but they would warp when the summer sun heated them, and the Overlander had to slow down on some sections. This could lead to tourists missing their travel connections, so on the cooler lines the driver would try to make up time, giving rise to this facetious and fictitious parody. The train is now called the Northern Explorer and no longer stops at Taumarunui.
The passengers were grumpy at National Park station,
Saying, "Driver, you're way behind time!
This isn't some old goods train; it's the Overlander,
You must get to Taumarunui on time."
So the driver grabbed his cellphone and he called the electrician,
Sayin' "Put your highest voltage through the wire
This isn't some old goods train; it's the Overlander,
And Im going to set the rails on fire."
But did she ever pull in? No, she never pulled in,
Though at 2.35 she was due,
We waited hours and hours on the Taumarunui platform
But the Overlander never came through.
They shot out of National Park like a cork from a flagon,
With the regulator open wide,
The collector was asparking like an angry dragon,
And the rimu trees were flashing by each side.
Now, that line from National Park, is so very steep and winding,
Its hard on the drivers nerves,
Ngoing down Raurimu Spiral, the driver lost his air brakes,
Just before he hit the worst of the curves.
And did she ever pull in? No, she never pulled in,
Though at 2.35 she was due,
We waited hours and hours on the Taumarunui platform
But the Overlander never came through
Well, he went into that bend, doing ninety miles an hour,
When the whistle broke into a scream,
They found him in the wreck, with his hand on the throttle,
At the bottom of the Raurimu Stream
So all you Overlanders, now youve listened to my story,
There's a lesson here that you must learn,
Never give the hurry-up to your Kiwi Rail driver
He may crash and youll never return!
And did she ever pull in? No, she never pulled in,
Though at 2.35 she was due,
We waited hours and hours on the Taumarunui platform
But the Overlander never came through.
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Other NZ Train Ballads
You
can sing or recite these.
Kiwi Express
Taumarunui on the Main Trunk Line
The Posthole Song
Okaihau Express
The
Fairlie Flier
Minnie Dean
Pillows of the Dead
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