By James L. Edwards
The whining of the blowers, the hissing of the steam
Everybody knows that BT’s are mean.
We don’t know what’s right from wrong
We do what’s right even if it’s wrong.
We’ve got 60,00 horses and 600 lbs. of steam
We’ve even got superheat if ya know what I mean.
MM’s come in second best although they won’t admit
But we show them who’s best once we hit the pit.
We’ve got four kettles not all on the line
Just two at a time we do just fine.
Let the engine room set the pace
We’re always ready in either space.
The enunciator rings and the shaft starts to spin
The burner man waits just to cut one in.
The throttle opens the steam starts to drag
Sea details set so shift the flag.
The tacks are turning, and we’re using steam
We’re kicking up a wake like you’ve never seen.
There’s smoke rolling out of those stacks black as coal
We’re doing over 30 and that ain’t slow.
With a full house of 30’s and the “Mike” open wide
That’s all there is so enjoy the ride.