Now and again my thoughts take me back
To the days when the special would run down the track
Oh she was sleek and lean, Lord how she'd fly
The whole house would shake whenever she'd pass by
Black smoke would rise up from those hot burnin' coals
And the engineer smiled behind the controls
Silver flash in the sunlight so brightly she shines
Next stop is Portland on the Old Orchard line
Big wheels are turning, got a full head of speed
That train's still rolling through my memories
Watch her fly by in the New England rain
I'm Still wishing I was riding on the Boston and Maine
We'd stand by the tracks as she blew by so fast
Counting the cars, and the names as they'd pass
I'd like to go hide 'neath that trestle again
When it seemed like the days and the train would never end
Big wheels are turning, got a full head of speed
That train's still rolling through my memories
Watch her fly by in the New England rain
Still wishing I was riding on the Boston and Maine
See around the bend, how far we could go
Walking the crossties all laid in a row
Nothing to do after school every day
Put your ear on the track, hear the hum far away
Big wheels are turning, got a full head of speed
That train's still rolling through my memories
Watch her fly by in the New England rain
Still wishing I was riding on the Boston and Maine
I'm Still wishing I was riding on the Boston and Maine