Author's note: Hiya! It's been a while hasn't it? Sorry I haven't been writing anything but I have had literally NO ideas until this one popped into my head.

I don't own Harvest Moon or Spanish Train by Chris de Burgh (I suggest you look it up if you haven't heard it; it's a cool song.) Oh, and I edited it slightly to make it fit with Harvest Moon. And then I had to make the words rhyme :/ Anyways, enjoy!

There is a Spanish train the runs between Sunny Island and Mineral Town and in the dead of night the whistle blows and people fear she's coming down.

Then they hush their children back to sleep, lock the doors, upstairs they creep, for it is said that the souls of the dead fill that train ten thousand deep!

Where Taro lay there dying, with the people by his side. His family were crying, knelt in prayer before he died. But above his bed, just awaiting for the dead was Chelsea with a twinkle in her eye.

"Well Vaughn's not around and look what I've found. THIS ONE'S MINE!"

Just then Vaughn himself appeared, in a blinding flash of light and shouted at Chelsea "Get thee hence to endless night!"

But Chels just grinned and said "I may have sinned but there's no need to push me around. I got here first so you can do your worst. HE'S GOING UNDERGROUND!"

"But I think I'll give you one more shot," said Chelsea with a smile. "So get rid of that stupid hat; it's really not your style. Joker is the name, Poker is the game, and we'll play right here on this bed. And then we'll bet for the biggest stakes yet: THE SOULS OF THE DEAD!"

And I said "Look out Vaughn, she's gonna win. The sun is down and the night is riding in. That train is dead on time, many souls are on the line. Oh Vaughn, she's gonna win."

Well, the Harvest King, he cut the cards and dealt them each a hand of five. As for Vaughn, he was praying hard or that train he'd have to drive.

Well, Chelsea she had three aces and a king, and Vaughn, he was running for a straight. He had the queen and knave and nine and ten of spades. All he needed was the eight.

And then Vaughn called for one more card but he drew the diamond eight. And Chelsea said to the sliver haired man, "I believe you've got it straight. So deal me one, for the time has come to see who'll be king of this place."

But as she spoke from beneath her cloak SHE SLIPPED ANOTHER ACE.

Ten thousand souls was the opening bid, soon went up to fifty nine. But Vaughn didn't see what Chelsea did and he said:

"That suits me fine. I'll raise you high to a hundred and five and forever put an end to your sin!"

But Chelsea let out an almighty shout:

"MY HAND WINS!"

And I said "Vaughn, oh Vaughn, you've let her win! That train is dead on time; oh my soul is on the line. Oh Vaughn you've got to win."

Well that Spanish train still runs between Sunny Island and Mineral Town. In the dead of night the whistle blows and people fear she's coming down.

And far away in some recess, Vaughn and Chelsea are now playing Chess.

Chelsea still cheats and wins more souls and as for Vaughn, well…

He's just doing his best…