(Joel Jaffe)

Hey look at that train heading down the track And
look at that smoke coming out the stack Fifty-five
miles an hour, now ain't that speed Well, she's
riding high wide and handsome and she's just what
the country needs But the times have changed and
she's the last of a dying breed

Everybody take a look at that engineer His face
looks worried but his eyes are clear He got a wife
at home and six hungry kids to feed But his hand
is steady on the throttle and he's just what the
country needs But now the times have changed he's
the last of a dying breed

Yeah, now look at that farmer with a two-bottom
plow Three hundred acres an empty hay mow Two
hundred acres ain't nothing but dust and weeds
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just what the country needs But the times have
changed, he's the last of a dying breed

Hey, hey, hey there goes a fellow in a ten-gallon
hat High heeled boots and a lariat Six shooter
hanging way down around his knees Well, he cool
and independent and he's just what the country
needs But the times have changed, he's the last of
a dying breed

Well, now he out on the highway with his old
guitar Flagging down semi's and travelling far
Talking with farmers and truck-driving men and
thieves Well, the leavings for the old folkies,
ain't nothing but stems and seeds Cause the times
have changed, he's the last of a dying breed

(c) 1977 Whispering Wind Publishing Co.