100 Year Echoes

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1.
New Railroad 03:56
Workin' on a new railroad, Metcalf is its name Workin' on a new railroad, Metcalf is its name Workin' for T. A. Schomburg in a land that's still untamed Been all around this world All day long we're spiking rail along the North Ponil All day long we're spiking rail along the North Ponil The echo off the canyon is the sound of my hot steel Been all around this world Loggers come for old red spruce and western yellow pine Loggers come for old red spruce and western yellow pine They're here to take the timber for the Continental Ties Been all around this world Lumber mills and drivin' wheels run on coal and steam Lumber mills and drivin' wheels run on coal and steam But it takes to hands of flesh and blood to make these hammers sing Been all around this world Workin' on a new railroad, Metcalf is its name Workin' on a new railroad, Metcalf is its name Workin' for T. A. Schomburg in a land that's still untamed Been all around this world Been all around this world Been all around this world
2.
A sledge'll take a thumb or two As every shaker fears So if you go to set a spike Keep your lunch hooks clear A maul will flatten out your toes So get your head cut in 'Cause if the ten pound weight should glance The blow will crack you shin So if you dance the gandy Watch your pins at shining time Or go pull freight for your last call On the Indian Valley Line If you walk along the pike Keep off the rails and ties A slip, a fall, a twist, a snap A flat-wheel you will rise So if you dance the gandy Watch your pins at shining time Or go pull freight for your last call On the Indian Valley Line Or go pull freight for your last call On the Indian Valley Line
3.
John Henry 05:20
When John Henry was a little baby Sittin' on his daddy's knee Picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel Cried, "Hammer's gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lord! Hammer's gonna be the death of me!" Now the Captain said to John Henry, "Gonna bring that steam drill around. Gonna bring that steam drill out on the job Gonna knock that steel on down, Lord, Lord! Knock that steel on down!" John Henry told his Captain, "Lord, a man ain't nothin' but a man! Before I let your steam drill beat me down I'm gonna die with a hammer in my hand, Lord, Lord! Die with a hammer in my hand!" John Henry driving on the right side That steam drill was driving on the left He said, "Before I let your steam drill beat me down I'll hammer my self to death, Lord, Lord! I'll hammer my poor self to death!" Now the Captain said to John Henry, "What is that storm I hear?" John Henry said, "That ain't no storm, Captain, That's just my hammer in the air, Lord, Lord! Just my hammer in the air!" John Henry hammered in the mountain His hammer was striking fire But he worked so hard he broke his poor heart He laid down his hammer and he died, Lord, Lord! He laid down his hammer and he died! Well now every Monday morning When a bluebird, he begin to sing You could hear John Henry for a mile or more You could hear John Henry's hammer ring, Lord, Lord! Hear John Henry's hammer ring! You could hear John Henry's hammer ring, Lord, Lord! Hear John Henry's hammer ring!
4.
Twas in the spring of '71 Along the Ponil Creek I planted apple, pear, and plum Sixty-one acres of little trees That would soon grow heavy with every winter variety But the townsfolk down in Cimarron Laughed and sneered and hooted "Don't you know your fruit trees Never will get fruited?" And they called it "Manly's Folly" But I'm gonna win the Fair of the World! To Colfax County the land wars came There was trouble in Red River with the Ring from Santa Fe And all my children now raised and married Oh, them apples saw it all, they saw my sweet Theresa buried So pile your hay up in a heap Drive your cattle shear your sheep But if you talk behind my back You're diggin' your hole deep To call these apples "Manly's Folly" 'Cause I'm gonna win the Fair of the World! Don't like my apples Don't shake my trees Get outta my orchard Let my apples be You may call it "Manly's Folly" But I'm gonna win the Fair of the World! Now old Lew Wallace the governor man He put his back against my trunk with pen and paper in his hand As the ink fell across the page Wild roman chariots raced through my apple shade He got published, he got praised They turned his book into play I took Theresa out to see it When it came Las Vegas way Saw Ben Hur win his freedom In the story that's been heard around the world And now another great chariot With horses made of iron but a gage that's Roman yet Will come rumblin' through my trees Oh, the Cimarron Northwestern will come rattle all my leaves Shipping housing timbers, props, and ties Hear that whistle whine When the Saint Louis Rocky Mountain And Pacific Railway Line Takes my apples to Chicago Where I'm gonna win the fair of the world So build your railroad Where'er you please You'll pay top dollar For my best thirty trees They'll be gone but I ain't worried 'Cause I'm gonna win the Fair of the World And you may call it "Manly's Folly" But I'm gonna win the Fair of the World Gonna win the Fair of the World
5.
Oh, the Rock Island Line is a mighty good road Oh, the Rock Island Line is the road to ride Want to ride it got to ride it like you find it Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line A B C double X Y Z Cat's in the cupboard but he can't see me Bossman laying down in the shade Countin' all the ties that we ain't laid Oh, the Rock Island Line is a mighty good road Oh, the Rock Island Line is the road to ride Want to ride it got to ride it like you find it Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line Jesus died to save our sins Glory to God we're gonna need 'im again I may be right or I may be wrong But I know you're gonna miss me when I'm gone Oh, the Rock Island Line is a mighty good road Oh, the Rock Island Line is the road to ride Want to ride it got to ride it like you find it Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line Cloudy in the West and it looks like rain Around the bend come a passenger train Northbound train on a southbound track She's alright leavin' but she's never comin' back Oh, the Rock Island Line is a mighty good road Oh, the Rock Island Line is the road to ride Want to ride it got to ride it like you find it Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line Engineer said just before he died, "Two more drinks I'd like to try" Conductor said, "What could they be?" "Hot cup of coffee and cold cup of tea!" Oh, the Rock Island Line is a mighty good road Oh, the Rock Island Line is the road to ride Want to ride it got to ride it like you find it Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line Oh, the Rock Island Line is a mighty good road Oh, the Rock Island Line is the road to ride Want to ride it got to ride it like you find it Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line Oh, the Rock Island Line is a mighty good road Oh, the Rock Island Line is the road to ride Want to ride it got to ride it like you find it Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line
6.
I used to be a breakman I've worked as engineer Firemen is mighty hot Here's what I always hear As every engine rumbles by It lets out this refrain A wail a moan a whistle It's driving me insane The Pan-American Flyer Express and Santa Fe The Cannonball and Hummingbird Are screaming night and day In dreams I hear that Cannonball A-calling for the track And then I hear that freight train whistle Answer him right back Now if I go to Heaven They'll send me in a plane So I won't hear that whistle blowin' On that glory train Away we'll drive and rollin' Gonna cause a worried mind Follow then Mount Zion's whistle Screamin' down the line
7.
Casey Jones 06:41
Come all you rounders if you want to hear The story about a brave engineer Casey Jones was the rounders name On a four-six wheeler boys He won his fame The caller called Casey at half-past four He kissed his wife at the station door Mounted to his cabin with his orders in his hand And he took his farewell trip to the promised land Casey Jones! Mounted to his cabin Casey Jones! With his orders in his hand Casey Jones! Mounted to his cabin He took his farewell trip to the promised land So pour on you water and shovel your coal Stick your head on the window watch them drivin' wheels roll "I'll run this train straight off of the rail 'Cause we're two hours late with the western mail!" He looked at his watch, but his watch it was slow He looked at the water, but the water was low He turned to his fireman and this is what he said, "We'll make it to Canton, but we'll all end up dead!" Casey Jones! We'll make it to Canton Casey Jones! But we'll end up dead Casey Jones! We'll make it to Canton We'll make it to Canton but we'll all end up dead Casey pulled up to that old Reno Hill He whistled at the crossing with an awful shrill The switchman knew by the engine's moan That the man at the throttle was the good Casey Jones Casey pulled up about a mile from Vaughan place With the Number Four engine starin' him right in the face He called to his fireman, "Sim, you better jump! 'Cause there's two locomotives that's a-going to bump!" Casey Jones! Two locomotives Casey Jones! That's a-going to bump Casey Jones! Two locomotives There's two locomotives that's a going to bump (spoken word story) Casey Jones! Mounted to his cabin Casey Jones! With his orders in his hand Casey Jones! Mounted to his cabin He took his farewell trip to the promised land
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Well I worked on the railroad For tuppence a day I drink down one penny The other I saved I hammered and I hammered I hammered so long Well in to madness With each setting sun I laid my head down And I dreamt you were here With me by the old tree Where no one could care Far away boys Far away boys Away from you now I'm lying with my sweetheart In her arms I'll be found Then the sun belched upon me You were no longer here And lying in your place Was my hammer and my gear So I stamped out the fire That kept us both warm The ashes were falling Like the snowdrops of old We came to a mountain Dynamite and she'll blow A big hole in that rock Like the one in my soul We buried four workmen They dug themselves well From four empty coffins To four early graves They're only Paddies, just Paddies Don't dig them to deep You'll need all your strength, boys And they're replaced easily In the heat I was melting Into your sweet lips Ah, your kiss takes me back It takes me back from all this Far away boys Far away boys Away from you now I'm laying with my sweetheart In her arms I'll be found Someone said it was Christmas Not a tree was in sight And the only thing growing Was my will to die 'Til the gaffer, he said, "Men, Your work here is done." I said, "I'll see you in Hell On that train we died for." Never again Will I smell your sweet dream Just a blood-stained old gutter Where your lips used to be Far away boys Far away boys Away from you now I'm laying with my sweetheart In her arms I'll be found Far away boys Far away boys Away from you now I'm laying with my sweetheart In her arms I'll be found

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Somehow recorded in Two-Foot's tent (except for "The Company Bible," which was recorded right on the rails) between steel drivin', tie layin', rail liftin', blacksmithin', telegraphin', typewriterin', canvas wall appreciatin', music show playin', advisors' coffeein', cookin', eatin', porch-sittin', history makin', and everything else required in starting a new camp, these songs comprise what we played in our show every night during the inaugural summer of Metcalf Station.

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released September 12, 2014

Edited and compiled by Kyle "Addison Beauchamp" Soyer, Program Councilor at Metcalf Station, 2014.

Album art by Kyle "Addison Beauchamp" Soyer, Program Councilor at Metcalf Station, 2014.

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Six-Tone Storm Chime New Mexico

The winds of the North Ponil Canyon rattle canvas like the C&N RY No. 1 is still rumblin' by.

To the inaugural 2014 staff of Metcalf Station at Philmont Scout Ranch, that's just the echoes of history.

Left to right in the banner: Kyle "Addison Beauchamp" Soyer, Weston "Paddy" Mate, Tucker "Rusty" Baker, Nathan "Captain McCallen" Ford,
Matthew "Sim Webb" Hauser, and Travis "Two-Foot" Scherschel.
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