EL GATO

[Flighted Iron]

Jet black with some brown
 At four county downs
 In the four county town
 He\'s from the house of crowns

 No purple mountain or fruited plain
 A stones throw from both tracks
 And the station at Main

 A sheet reader\'s dream
 He\'s such a zero
 A swiss cheese page
 Some call him a hero

 Yesteryears heroes
 Our thought abounds
 Forget it man
 He\'s still on the grounds

 Quiet shedrow, no amber  wave
 A big engine blow and tubs of grain
 The days go on,roads we pave
 He\'s the coolest around
 Just simple and plain