Brakeman’s Ice Skates

His daddy laid a track . a railroading son
Needed a stack of money . so now a brakeman
He got icy on boxcars . Sometimes it snowed
Standing up there . Crapping pants drinking smoke
Got handed up now and then a cup of hot water
They heated up front with a wood burning fire
Not a damn second of time watch to sleep
A knapsack on his back would have food to eat
Limber and waiting for orders for the stop
He barged on the boxcars as a stream hop
Smoothed out chain links on his boots for skates
Turned hopping to sliding while waiting to brake
Like I said would never leave even filling his pants
But on the boxcars tops he'd slide and dance
This fellow carried rocks soon and a sling too
Passing water for footing on an icy afternoon
Hitting targets with rock spitting and chunk bark
He'd piss, stand solid, throw well into dark
Some thought Danny Diggy 'the ice skating bloke'
Would laugh up a town if he dressed like a ghost
Their idea was to knock out a window in
A house while skating up there white as a cloud
He was done up with flour rags and lantern mouth
Breaking 6 panes his ghost fun to town
Well, doom hit that place from that skate show
The churches filled-up to heaven they'd go
Brake life wasn't for skating, Danny learned
So he took off the links and just crapped
Braked & burped