On a cold November mornin' Back in nineteen-thirty-seven With an early snow a-fallin' On the three-foot tracks at Ames Came a mighty strange contraption Known to trainmen as a motor But to folks in Colorado She was known by another name
Up the canyons south of Sawpit Past the red Cathedral spires 'Cross the yellow mountain switchbacks And the rapids far below On the high and lofty trestles Near the fabled mines of Ophir In the silver San Juan Mountains Came a goose a-plowin' snow
[Chorus] With a Pierce-Arrow engine, Runnin' hot and on the loose Came the Rio Grande Southern The Gallopin' Goose With a Pierce-Arrow engine Runnin' hot and on the loose Came Number Five, The Gallopin' Goose
'Twas a four-door auto-mobile On a dozen wheels of iron Sixteen feet of rockin' boxcar Spot-welded to her tail Loaded down with mercantile Ten bags a' high-grade ore Two mothers nursin' babies Seven miners an' the mail
Up the side a' Sunshine Mountain By internal gas combustion Eight Pierce-Arrow pistons pullin' Fifteen thousand pounds a' lead At the snowshed on the summit The conductor said his prayers He declared a busted driveshaft On the pass at Lizard Head
[Chorus] With a Pierce-Arrow engine Runnin' hot and on the loose Came the Rio Grande Southern The Gallopin' Goose With a Pierce-Arrow engine Runnin' hot and on the loose Came Number Five, The Gallopin' Goose
[Musical interlude here.]
Down the three-percent to Rico In the valley of Dolores They still talk about the Southern An' her flock of flyin' geese From the roundhouse at Ridgway To the depot at Durango All the tracks are gone for scrap iron And the ganders rest in peace
Up the canyons south of Sawpit Past the red Cathedral spires 'Cross the yellow mountain switchbacks And the rapids far below On the high and lofty trestles Near the fabled mines of Ophir In the silver San Juan Mountains There's a legend in the snow
[Chorus] With a Pierce-Arrow engine Runnin' hot and on the loose Came the Rio Grande Southern The Gallopin' Goose With a Pierce-Arrow engine Runnin' hot and on the loose Came Number Five, The Gallopin' Goose
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On a cold November mornin' Back in nineteen-thirty-seven With an early snow a-fallin' On the three-foot tracks at Ames Came a mighty strange contraption Known to trainmen as a motor But to folks in Colorado She was known by another name
Up the canyons south of Sawpit Past the red Cathedral spires 'Cross the yellow mountain switchbacks And the rapids far below On the high and lofty trestles Near the fabled mines of Ophir In the silver San Juan Mountains Came a goose a-plowin' snow
[Chorus] With a Pierce-Arrow engine, Runnin' hot and on the loose Came the Rio Grande Southern The Gallopin' Goose With a Pierce-Arrow engine Runnin' hot and on the loose Came Number Five, The Gallopin' Goose
'Twas a four-door auto-mobile On a dozen wheels of iron Sixteen feet of rockin' boxcar Spot-welded to her tail Loaded down with mercantile Ten bags a' high-grade ore Two mothers nursin' babies Seven miners an' the mail
Up the side a' Sunshine Mountain By internal gas combustion Eight Pierce-Arrow pistons pullin' Fifteen thousand pounds a' lead At the snowshed on the summit The conductor said his prayers He declared a busted driveshaft On the pass at Lizard Head
[Chorus] With a Pierce-Arrow engine Runnin' hot and on the loose Came the Rio Grande Southern The Gallopin' Goose With a Pierce-Arrow engine Runnin' hot and on the loose Came Number Five, The Gallopin' Goose
[Musical interlude here.]
Down the three-percent to Rico In the valley of Dolores They still talk about the Southern An' her flock of flyin' geese From the roundhouse at Ridgway To the depot at Durango All the tracks are gone for scrap iron And the ganders rest in peace
Up the canyons south of Sawpit Past the red Cathedral spires 'Cross the yellow mountain switchbacks And the rapids far below On the high and lofty trestles Near the fabled mines of Ophir In the silver San Juan Mountains There's a legend in the snow
[Chorus] With a Pierce-Arrow engine Runnin' hot and on the loose Came the Rio Grande Southern The Gallopin' Goose With a Pierce-Arrow engine Runnin' hot and on the loose Came Number Five, The Gallopin' Goose
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