Where, oh where is Thomas, where has Thomas gone?
Perhaps he's playing hide and seek, or something's really wrong
Sir Topham Hatt has spoken "Thomas must be found,"
So everyone is searching every inch of Sodor ground

The engines search the sidings and every length of track
They look for him round Tidmouth Sheds:
The front, the side, the back
The children get a day off school to hunt for you-know-who
And even Lady Hatt joins in, in case she finds a clue

Where, oh where is Thomas, where has Thomas gone?
Perhaps he's playing hide and seek, or something's really wrong
Sir Topham Hatt has spoken "Thomas must be found,"
So everyone is searching, but look who's underground

Thomas is having a whale of a time
He's trapped inside a disused mine
He's rocking and rolling down the flooded track
He just can't say when he's coming back!
He just can't say when he's coming back!

Meanwhile up above him, Jeremy flies high
Harold too is swooping low across the Sodor sky
Everyone is searching, Salty at the docks
Bertie, Terence, everyone, behind each ragged rock
Where, oh where is Thomas, where has Thomas gone?
Perhaps he's playing hide and seek, or something's really wrong
Sir Topham Hatt has spoken "Thomas must be found,"
So everyone is searching every inch of Sodor ground
So everyone is searching every inch of Sodor ground