The coal drag. Rolling out of the mountains. The cars just appear heavy. The sound heavy as they beg for mercy around the "S" bends. This is the mine run.
The locomotives and crew give it all they've got. The draw-bards and roller bearings give it all they've got. This is the mine run.
The late afternoon heat pierced with the sound of the cicadas making their once in a lifetime mating call as the train rolls towards the mighty Ohio. This is the drag in West Virginia.
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