The last of a dying breed — текст песни (Dr. Hook)

Hey look at that train heading down the track
And look at that smoke coming out the stack
Fifty-five miles an hour, now ain`t that speed
Well, she`s riding high wide and handsome and she`s just what
the country needs
But the times have changed and she`s the last of a dying breed

Everybody take a look at that engineer
His face looks worried but his eyes are clear
He got a wife at home and six hungry kids to feed
But his hand is steady on the throttle and he`s just what the country needs
But now the times have changed he`s the last of a dying breed

Yeah, now look at that farmer with a two-bottom plow
Three hundred acres an empty hay mow
Two hundred acres ain`t nothing but dust and weeds
Well, he`s upright, straight and honest and he`s just what the
country needs
But the times have changed, he`s the last of a dying breed

Hey, hey, hey there goes a fellow in a ten-gallon hat
High heeled boots and a lariat
Six shooter hanging way down around his knees
Well, he cool and independent and he`s just what the country needs
But the times have changed, he`s the last of a dying breed

Well, now he out on the highway with his old guitar
Flagging down semi`s and travelling far
Talking with farmers and truck-driving men and thieves
Well, the leavings for the old folkies, ain`t nothing but stems and seeds
Cause the times have changed, he`s the last of a dying breed