They built the trains in the fields
Away from all the city folk 
They built the trains in the fields
Away from all the city smoke 

They built the trains in the fields
Where the poor sheep do graze 
They built the trains in the fields
Where the poor sheep do gaze 

They built the trains in the fields 
To hide the noise and smoke
They built the trains in the fields
As if it was some kind of joke

The sheep are deaf
The grass is dead
The trees are black 
Along the train track.