"I ain't a man of constant sorrow

I ain't seen trouble all day long

We are only passengers on the last train to glory

That will soon be long, long gone

I want to hop on the last train in the station

Won't need to get yourself prepared

When you're on the last train to glory

You'll know you're reasonably there"

lyrics from Last Train 

as performed by Arlo Guthrie

"NOW when the time of fruit and grain is come,

When apples hang above the orchard wall,

And from the tangle by the roadside stream

A scent of wild grapes fills the racy air,

Comes Autumn with her sunburnt caravan,

Like a long gypsy train with trappings gay

And tattered colours of the Orient,"

from Autumn

by Bliss Carman

From 2014 trip home found on old memory card.

"What faint sweet song out of the turning years 

Is thine amid the myriad songs of earth? "

from The Hepatica

by Archibald Lampman