A relic left behind
From colonial times
Remnants remaining
Rusting away
No wealth to pay the toll
For the rails of ages old
Fading into rust
Crumbling to dust
The rusted railway
Tatters across the island
The rusted railway
The pride of Newfoundland
Gone are the days
Filed away in history
The metal has succumbed
To the annals of time
The rusted railway
Tatters across the island
The rusted railway
The pride of Newfoundland
It came through here once
Now only a ghost train