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DThere was a time in this Gfair land when the Drailroads did not run
When the Dwild majestic Gmountains stood aG6lone against the sun
And Dlong before the Gwhite man and Dlong before the wheel
When the green dark Aforest was too Csilent to be Dreal Am7 D Am7 D
DBut time has no beGginnings and Dhistory has no bounds
As Dto this verdant Gcountry they G6came from all around
They Dsailed upon her Gwaterways and they Dwalked the forests tall
And built the mines the mills and the Afactories for the Cgood of us DalAm7l D Am7
DAnd when the young man's fGancy was Dturning in the spring
The Drailroad men grew Grestless for to G6hear the hammers ring
Their Dminds were overGflowing with the Dvisions of the day
With many a fortune Awon and lost and Cmany a debt to Dpay... For they
ALooked in the future and Emwhat did they see
They saw an Ciron road runnin' from the Dsea to the sea
ABringin the goods to a Emyoung growin' land
All Cup from the seaports and Dinto her hands
Look aAm7way said Dthey aAm7cross this mighty Dland
From the Am7eastern Dshore to the Am7western Dstrand
ABring in the workers and Embring up the rails
We've gotta Clay down the tracks and Dtear up the trails
AOpen 'er heart let the Emlifeblood flow
Gotta Cget on our way cause we're Dmoving too slow
ABring in the workers and Embring up the rails
We've gotta Clay down the tracks and Dtear up the trails
AOpen 'er heart let the Emlifeblood flow
Gotta Cget on our way cause we're Dmoving too slow
CGet on our way cause we're Amovin' too slow A7 G
BeDhind the blue Rockies the Gsun is deA7clinin'
The Dstars they come Gstealin' at the Eclose of the Aday A7
DAcross the wide prairie our Gloved ones lie A7sleeping D
DBeyond the dark Goceans in a placeA7sus4 far awDay
DWe are the navies who wGork upon the rA7ailway
DSwingin our Ghammers in the Ebright blazin' Asun A7
DLivin' on stew and Gdrinking bad A7whiskey
DBendin' our Gold backs till the A7sus4long days are Ddone
DWe are the navies who wGork upon the rA7ailway
DSwingin our Ghammers in the Ebright blazin' Asun A7
DLayin' down track and Gbuildin' the A7bridges
DBendin' our old backs till the rA7sus4ailroad is dDone
So Aover the mountains and Emover the plains
CInto the muskeg and Dinto the rain
AUp the St. Lawrence all the Emway to Gaspe
CSwingin' our hammers and Ddrawin' our pay
ADrivin' 'em in and Emtyin' 'em down
ACway to the bunkhouse and Dinto the town
A Adollar a day and a Emplace for my head
A Cdrink to the livin' a Atoast to the dead A7
Oh the Dsong of the Am7future has been sung, all the battles have been Dwon
O'er the Am7mountain tops we stand, all the world at our comDmand
We have Am7opened up this Dsoil with our Am7teardrops...and our Atoil... For there
DWas a time in this Gfair land when the Drailroads did not run
When the Dwild majestic Gmountains stood aG6lone against the sun
And Dlong before the Gwhite man and Dlong before the wheel
When the green dark Aforest was too Csilent to be Dreal
When the green dark Aforest was too Csilent to be Dreal
And many are the dAead men too siClent..Cmaj7. to be reD7al
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