The man could create a nice little tune.....



The Old Log Train
Hank Williams Sr.

If you will listen a song I will sing
About my daddy who ran a log train
Way down in the southland in old Alabam
We lived in the place that they call Chatmantown.

And late in the evening when the sun was low
Way off in the distance you could hear the train blow
The folks would come runnin' and mamma would sing
Get the supper on the table here comes the log train.

Every morning at the break of day
He'd grab his lunch bucket and be on his way
Winter or summer, sunshine or rain
Every mornin' he'd run that old log train.

A sweatin' and swearin' all day long
Shoutin' "git-up there oxens, keep movin' along
Load 'er up boys 'cause it looks like rain
I've got get rollin' this old log train.

This story happened a long time ago
The log train is silent, God called daddy to go
But when I get to heaven to always remain
I'll listen for the whistle on the old log train.