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my time, in the days gone by,
 * In the railway's clash and clang,

And I worked my way to the end, and I
 * Was the head of the 'Flying Gang.'

'Twas a chosen band that was kept at hand
 * In case of an urgent need,

Was it south or north we were started forth,
 * And away at our utmost speed.
 * If word reached town that a bridge was down,
 * The imperious summons rang—
 * 'Come out with the pilot engine sharp,
 * And away with the flying gang.'

Then a piercing scream and a rush of steam
 * As the engine moved ahead,

With a measured beat by the slum and street
 * Of the busy town we fled,

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