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On the New came the steamboats, the keelboats rolled slow
Iron and timber to the markets they'd go
On the Greenbrier the batteaux, flat bottomed and wide
Carried goods through the valley on the mountain's side
The C&O came whistling, iron wheels on the track
Hinton rose with the railroad, there was no turning back
Shops and schools and churches, a proud town took its stand
Built by calloused fingers and the strength of many hands
At the Talcott Great Bend Tunnel, John Henry stood tall
With a hammer in his hand, he gave his strength to all
He beat the mighty steam drill, though it cost him his breath
And his name still rings in Hinton, in the face of death
A steeple in the valley, bells calling out clear
While the coal trains kept rolling, year after year
Through hardship and through plenty, the town has carried on
With the whistle and the river as its oldest song
Hear that whistle crying, rolling through the night
Coal cars on the hillside, fading out of sight
From the New River waters to the hammer's refrain
Hinton keeps on singing with the sound of the train