The Maco Lights

Back long long ago 
Joe Baldwin worked for the railway 
This much I do know 
Near the town of Maco as the story goes 

He was a conductor by trade 
Riding in the back of the train
In around 1867 or so 
Joe was working on a rainy night 
When he noticed one of the cars 
Had become detached from the others below 

Waving frantically at the on coming train 
He sprang to see what he could do 
With his lantern in hand 
He motioned out the train for it to stop 

For old Joe it was much too late 
The train never saw him 
On this dark and rainy night 
He lost his head in plain sight 

Every since that fateful night 
Starting out late at night 
In the distance 
You see this ghostly glow 

Coming up the railway tracks 
Most say old Joe has his lantern 
Looking out for his missing head 
 

Maybe one day you should visit Maco 
Wait till late at night park close 
To the railway tracks 
If you have the nerves and the gusto 
And no fear to believe what you see is real 
You may just see old Joe waving his lantern to just say hello