The repair was done and the train made up When they left in Buxton siding, And the time was just eleven-five, And the sun it was a-shining
Four eight one double eight was her number, Scanlon was the fireman, And the guard in the van was Alfred Ball, And the driver was John Axon.
Her wagons numbered thirty-three And a twenty-ton rear brake van, She was carrying coke, woodpulp and coal And fire bricks and pig iron.
The down line out of Buxton climbed, She was pulling nice and steady, And the bank engine was pushing behind And the guard’s brake stick was ready.
Normally when we’re approaching the top of the bank it would slow down and automatically come to a stop, and the guard comes up and pins so many brakes down on the wagons to assist us going down the incline.
John Axon looked at the rolling hills And he found them to his liking, And he thought of his early courting days, The days when he went hiking.
Oh yes, Jack and I were keen on rambling, and that was how we met. I lived at Stretford, Jack lived at Stockport. I used to get the train at Manchester and he used to join it at Stockport. Go to Edale, and hike, sometimes we went moonlight rambles. Well, first ramble that I ever went I went with three friends, and we were going to Castleton. Anyhow we got lost, so we decided that we would go back from Edale. We got to Edale, we found that the last train had gone. So we didn’t know what to do, and then we saw two young men coming along and said you’ve missed the last train haven’t you? So, course we said yes. What are you going to do now? So I said we don’t know. So, so well you’d better come to the Edale Hotel. So of course we stayed there till we got a car from Sheffield and landed back in Manchester about four o’clock in the morning. That was the first time that I met Jack that day. Course we arranged to go another ramble with them. And after that we went several rambles with them. That was how it started really.