Steam Again in Goathland

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	Steam Again in Goathland Written at the time of the re-opening of the North Yorkshire Moors railway

Up from Pickering to Whitby,
Across forty miles of moor,
Cuts the old T2 to Grosmont,
Newtondale has peace no more.

    Steam again in Goathland
    Why don't you come and take a ride
    Feel the power and life before you
    Understand the railman's pride.

Higher flies the morning heron,
New to him the hurried sound.
Smoke and steam now rise towards him
From the mist that hides the ground.

    Steam again in Goathland
    Why don't you come and take a ride
    Feel the power and life before you
    Understand the railman's pride.

Now the hazy sun’s reflecting,
Lighting up that telltale sign.
Catching now a glint of silver
Where the rust once dulled the line.

    Steam again in Goathland
    Why don't you come and take a ride
    Feel the power and life before you
    Understand the railman's pride.

And now somehow the isolation
Is shattered by the old railway
Even Fylingdale's bleak beauty’s
Dwarfed by ghosts from Gresley's day.

    Steam again in Goathland
    Why don't you come and take a ride
    Feel the power and life before you
    Understand the railman's pride.

About the image

This is the NER T2 class loco mentioned in the song!

Origin of the Song

A song honouring the North Yorkshire Moors Railway Preservation society - who preserved the railway acros the North Yorkshire Moors.
The line was re-opened to passengers on May 1st 1973, having been closed for eight years
They have two web sites - http://www.northyorkshiremoorsrailway.com
and http://www.nymr.demon.co.uk

This song, like "So Far From Home", was written when at college in London, but was inspired by an earlier occasion when I spent a weekend camping and rock climbing with friends in Newtondale, North Yorkshire. It was on this weekend that I saw the evidence that trains had been running recently on the supposedly closed line, as the rust had been polished off the tops of the rails.
Oh, and there was a heron that flew up the valley at the same time each morning.....

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