Оригинален текст
Life is like a mountain railroad with an engineer so brave
We must make the run successful from the cradle to the grave
Watch the curves the hills the tunnels, never falter, never fail
Keep your hand upon the throttle and your eye upon the rail
Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us
Till we reach that blissful sh*re
Where the angels wait to join us in God's grace forevermore