There once was an engine who ran away
Just up and went
And ran away, ran away
Stacked up his tender, and headed down the line
Toot toot, farewell, goodbye!
He overheard the wicked old Diesel say
He was heading for the scrapyard any day
He didn't wanna wait for the fateful day
So the little old engine ran away
He huffed and he puffed, his wheels started turning
He chuffed and he chuffed, his little firebox burning
He slipped his brake, let his whistle fly
Toot toot, farewell, goodbye!
And the little old engine ran away
Just up and went
And ran away, ran away
Didn't feel part of the railway
So the little old engine ran away.
And when the other engines heard he'd gone
They felt so sad, 'cos they knew he had got it wrong
No matter what Diesel had to say
Sir Topham Hatt has the final say
So he thought and he thought
Where could he be, could he go?
Some searched high, the others searched low
Where did he run, where did he go?
We gotta bring the little engine home
So they all went out to look around
Far and wide, and up and down
No matter where they searched, no one seemed to know
Oh where did the little old engine go?
Thomas finally tracked him down
He was cold and blue, and all alone
He told him he was needed back urgently
Who me, really?
Yes you, you silly engine!
'Cause he's the pride of the railway!
So he huffed and he puffed
His wheels started turning
He chuffed and he chuffed his little firebox burning
He slipped his brake and he was on his way
Toot toot, hip hip, hooray!
Now the little old engine's heading home
To toots and cheers, hear the whistles blow
'Cause now he's the pride of the railway...
Look everybody! Here comes Fergus!
Hooray!
...yes, the little old engine's coming home!