And The Train Keeps Rolling At Dave’s


Enter town from the north on Babcock
Turn left at Bridge and Main
Quick right, just follow River Street
Stop in to watch his train

A small town club in the Midwest
Burgers served in plastic bins.
The regulars line up nightly,
The specials bring them in.

Pieces of chicken cooked in oil,
Prepared with peppers than labeled “hot”.
Pizza with sausage, bacon, and cheese
Served with a beer, it’s the best Dave’s got.

Hung on the wall, a train is on the rails
Orange, black and yellow never sees the sun
Always running forward, no need to veer
Pour me a tall one I’m just here for one.

– Clarence Holm