There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun Long before the white man, and long before the wheel When the green dark forest was too silent to be real
But time has no beginning and history has no bound As to this verdant country they came from all around They sailed upon her waterways and they walked her forests tall Built the mines, the mills and the factories for the good of us all
And when the young man's fancy had turned into his brain The railroad men grew restless for to hear their hammers ring Their minds were overflowing with the visions of their day With many a fortune won and lost and many a debt to pay
For they looked in the future and what did they see? They saw an iron road running from the sea to the sea Bringing the goods to a young growing land All up on the seaboards and into their hands
Look away, said they Across this mighty land From the eastern shore To the western strand
Bring in the workers and bring up the rails We've gotta lay down the tracks and tear up the trails Open her heart, let the lifeblood flow Gotta get on our way 'cause we're moving too slow
Bring in the workers and bring up the rails We've gotta lay down the tracks and tear up the trails Open her heart, let the lifeblood flow Gotta get on our way 'cause we're moving too slow Get on our way 'cause we're moving too slow
Behind the blue Rockies the sun is declining The stars they come stealing like the blows of the day Across the wide prairie our loved ones lie sleeping Beyond the dark oceans in a place far away
We are the navvies who work on the railway Swinging our hammers in the bright blazing sun Living on stew and drinkin' bad whiskey Bending our backs 'til the long days are done
We are the navvies who work upon the railway Swinging our hammers in the bright blazing sun Laying down track, and building the bridges Bending our backs 'til the railroad is done
So over the mountains and over the plains Into the muskeg and into the rain Up the St Lawrence all the way to Gaspe Swinging our hammers and drawin' our pay
Driving 'em in and tying 'em down Away to the bulkhouse and into the town A dollar a day and a place for my head A drink to the living, a toast to the dead
Oh the song, ah the future has been sung All the battles have been won On the mountain tops we stand All the world at our command We have opened up the soil With our teardrops and our toil
Oh there was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run When the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun Long before the white man, and long before the wheel When the green dark forest was too silent to be real When the green dark forest was too silent to be real And many are the dead men... too silent to be real
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