“Jenny Dreamed Of Trains” is one of those rare songs that gently pulls at your heartstrings while taking you on a nostalgic journey. The song, with its soft, lilting melody and poignant lyrics, is like a beautifully painted picture of childhood dreams and the bittersweetness of growing up. It’s a story of innocence, of a little girl who finds solace in the rhythmic clatter of trains as they roll down the tracks, a symbol of adventure and escape from the mundane.
Listening to this song feels like stepping into a time capsule, where the simple joys of life are laid bare. There’s something universally relatable in the way it captures the purity of a child’s imagination, where trains aren’t just machines—they’re vessels of wonder, taking Jenny to places she can only dream of. It’s a reminder of those times when our dreams were as vast as the skies, and our worries as light as a feather.
But beneath the surface, there’s a tinge of melancholy. The song subtly hints at the inevitability of change, of dreams fading as we grow older. Yet, it also celebrates the magic of holding onto those dreams, no matter how distant they may seem. It’s a tender reminder that the child within us never really leaves, as long as we keep dreaming
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When Jenny was a little girl, she only dreamed of trains
She never played with dolls or lacy kinds of things
Jenny counted boxcars instead of counting sheep
She could go anywhere when she went to sleep
All she ever talked about was getting on to ride
She was living in another time, you could see it in her eyes
And every day after school she’d head down to the tracks
Waiting for the train that was never coming back
Jenny dreamed of trains
When the night-time came
Nobody knew how she made it come true
Jenny dreamed of trains
The depot’s been boarded up, the rails have turned to rust
There hasn’t been a train through here since the mill went bust
No one believed her when she said she heard the train
Said she was just a little girl acting kind of strange
Jenny dreamed of trains
When the night-time came
Nobody knew how she made it come true
Jenny dreamed of trains
So Jenny laid a penny on the track one day
In God we trust, she walked away
The very next morning all she could find
Was a little piece of copper squashed flatter than a dime
Jenny dreamed of trains
When the night-time came
Nobody knew how she made it come true
Jenny dreamed of trains
Nobody knew how she made it come true
Jenny dreamed of trains