There’s two thousand ties to a mile,
And fifty more miles to go.
I’ve counted those ties with a smile,
Keeps time from a goin’ so slow.
Now—they seem a mile apart.
I can’t help feelin’ cold.
Got an achin’ down around my heart
I guess—I’m a gettin’—old.
Know what the gangs a doin’ now,
Way down in Elephant Slough.