Katy Newton Morse - Washington & Old Dominion Lyrics

The Washington and Old Dominion
You could see that plume of smoke
You could hear the whistle blow
Rail through North Virginia
The Washington and Old Dominion
O Rail, what you have seen
Roaring past the Piedmont trees
In times of war and peace
The Washington and Old Dominion
There came dark days, trails ablaze
Civil war canons in the smoky haze
Fallen soldiers in battlefield graves
Crosses made of wooden staves
Hear the engines roar, that rolling metal store
Shenandoah plains and mayhem of war
Time broke your iron heart, you'd get another start
Ridin' from DC
Through the fields and trees
Now no train remains, a bike path took your name
Legacy of Old Virginia
The Washington and Old Dominion