My Favourite Christmas On the Churchill Run
Clickety Clack, Clickety Clack, The Old Iron Horse going down the track, Through many feet of fallen snow, Onward to Churchill and off we go. A 9:10 departure and it’s all uphill, Its dependent on Old Iron Horse’s will, Collecting trappers who count on this line Moving their canoes for other times, Stopping, dropping food to eat, Time for the Pullman to meet and greet, Old Friends for years along this trek of land, Difficult lives deserve a helping hand,…