Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train

And I ride on the footplate there and back again

Under bridges over bridges to our destination

Puffing through the countryside there's so much to be seen.

Passengers waving as we steam through a station.

Stoke up fireman for the signal is at green.

Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train

And I ride on the footplate there and back again

In the cutting, through the tunnel,

Rushing clanking on the track.

Wheezing pistons, smoking funnels,

Turning wheels go clickety clack.

Time flies by when I'm the driver of a train

And I ride on the footplate there and back again.