(Chip Davis, Bill Fries)      On a cold November mornin'   Back in nineteen-thirty-seven   With an early snow a-fallin'   On the three-foot tracks at Ames   Came a mighty strange contraption   Known to trainmen as a motor   But to folks in Colorado   She was known by another name       Up the canyons south of Sawpit   Past the red Cathedral spires   'Cross the yellow mountain switchbacks   And the rapids far below   On the high and lofty trestles   Near the fabled mines of Ophir   In the silver San Juan Mountains   Came a goose a-plowin' snow       [Chorus]   With a Pierce-Arrow engine,   Runnin' hot and on the loose   Came the Rio Grande Southern   The Gallopin' Goose   With a Pierce-Arrow engine   Runnin' hot and on the loose   Came Number Five, The Gallopin' Goose       'Twas a four-door auto-mobile   On a dozen wheels of iron   Sixteen feet of rockin' boxcar   Spot-welded to her tail   Loaded down with mercantile   Ten bags a' high-grade ore   Two mothers nursin' babies   Seven miners an' the mail       Up the side a' Sunshine Mountain   By internal gas combustion   Eight Pierce-Arrow pistons pullin'   Fifteen thousand pounds a' lead   At the snowshed on the summit   The conductor said his prayers   He declared a busted driveshaft   On the pass at Lizard Head       [Chorus]   With a Pierce-Arrow engine   Runnin' hot and on the loose   Came the Rio Grande Southern   The Gallopin' Goose   With a Pierce-Arrow engine   Runnin' hot and on the loose   Came Number Five, The Gallopin' Goose       [Musical interlude here.]       Down the three-percent to Rico   In the valley of Dolores   They still talk about the Southern   An' her flock of flyin' geese   From the roundhouse at Ridgway   To the depot at Durango   All the tracks are gone for scrap iron   And the ganders rest in peace       Up the canyons south of Sawpit   Past the red Cathedral spires   'Cross the yellow mountain switchbacks   And the rapids far below   On the high and lofty trestles   Near the fabled mines of Ophir   In the silver San Juan Mountains   There's a legend in the snow       [Chorus]   With a Pierce-Arrow engine   Runnin' hot and on the loose   Came the Rio Grande Southern   The Gallopin' Goose   With a Pierce-Arrow engine   Runnin' hot and on the loose   Came Number Five, The Gallopin' Goose