THE TORONTO TRAIN (On Its Passing) By Ron North - April 1990

Today I ride the Railway Bus
I really can't complain.
It always gets me there on time
To catch the Sydney train.

But Sydney trains remind me
Of a city not for me.
A two car train beside the lake
Brings fonder memories.

For I remember other days
On Autumn mornings cool
Of lurching round a misty bay
On our early way to school.

Our little train had lots of room
It suited kids like us.
Just tell me - Where's the space
For bikes and surfboards on a bus.

The older folk could take their time
And not get left behind
The guard was there to help them on
He didn't seem to mind.

And mothers with their babies
With bags and other gear
Could accommodate their strollers
In the guards van at the rear.

The government in the city says
Toronto trains don't pay
And Nick declares "that train must go"
There's nothing more to say.

But subsidising buses
Leaves a feeling of dismay
Don't seem to get the message
That someone has to pay.

Now is it in my fancy
That I hear a whistle blow
Maybe if things were different
Then it wouldn't have to go.

And do I see your red tail-lights
Disappearing round the bend
I brush away a silent tear
And say "Good Bye Old Friend".

 Last updated 6 Mar 2003