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John Denver
John Denver
Stimme und Gesang
Denny Brooks
Denny Brooks
Begleitgesang
Elizabeth Lamers
Elizabeth Lamers
Begleitgesang
Herb Pedersen
Herb Pedersen
Banjo
Pete Huttlinger
Pete Huttlinger
Gitarre
Leroy MacNees
Leroy MacNees
Dobro
Michito Sanchez
Michito Sanchez
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Chris Nole
Chris Nole
Klavier
Alan Deremo
Alan Deremo
Bass
Gabe Witcher
Gabe Witcher
Geige
Mary Kramer
Mary Kramer
Dirigent:in
Gabrielle Raumberger
Gabrielle Raumberger
Dirigent:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Utah Phillips
Utah Phillips
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
John Denver
John Denver
Produzent:in
Roger Nichols
Roger Nichols
Ingenieur:in
Kris O'Connor
Kris O'Connor
Produzent:in
Claudius Kumar
Claudius Kumar
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Lyrics

Daddy what's a train? Is it something I can ride? Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside? Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain When my little boy and girl ask me "Daddy what's a train?" When I was just a boy and living by the track Us kids would gather up the coal in big 'ole gunnysacks Then we heard the warning sound as the train pulled into view The engineer would smile and wave as she went rolling through She blew so loud and clear, we had to cover up our ears And we counted cars just as high as we could go I can almost hear the steam those big old drivers scream A sound my little kids will never know Daddy what's a train? Is it something I can ride? Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside? Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain When my little boy and girl ask me "Daddy what's a train?" I guess the times have changed, kids are different now 'Cause some don't even seem to know the milk comes from a cow My little boy can tell the names of all the baseball stars I remember how I memorized the names on railroad cars The Wabash and the TP, Lackawanna, the IC The Nickel-Plate and the good old Santa Fe Just names out of the past, I guess they're fading fast Every time I hear my little boy say Daddy what's a train? Is it something I can ride? Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside? Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain When my little boy and girl ask me "Daddy what's a train?" We climbed into the car, drove down into town Right out the depot house, but no one was around We searched the yard togheter for something I could show But I know there hadn't been a train for a dozen years or so All the things I did when I was just a kid How far away those memories appear I guess it's plain to see they still mean a lot to me 'Cause my ambition was to be an engineer Daddy what's a train? Is it something I can ride? Does it carry lots of grown-up folks and little kids inside? Is it bigger than our house? Well how can I explain When my little boy and girl ask me "Daddy what's a train?"
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