Engine 143

Engine 143 - Joan Baez (瓊·貝茲)

Along came the F15 the swiftest on the line

Running o'er the C&O road just

Twenty minutes behind

Running into Cevile head

Porters on the line

Receiving their strict

Orders from a station just behind

Georgie's mother came to him

With a bucket on her arm

Saying my darling son

Be careful how you run

For many a man has lost his life

In trying to make lost time

And if you run your engine right

You'll get there just on time

Up the road he darted against the rocks he crushed

Upside down the engine turned

And Georgie's breast did smash

His head was against the firebox door

The flames are rolling high

I'm glad I was born for an engineer

See the old road to die

The doctor said to Georgie

My darling boy be still

Your life may yet be saved

If it is God's blessed will

Oh no said George that will

Not do I want to die so free

I want to die for the engine

I love one hundred and forty three

The doctor said to Georgie your life

Cannot be saved

Murdered upon a railroad

And laid in a lonesome grave

His face was covered up with

Blood his eyes they could not see

And the very last words poor Georgie

Said was nearer my God to thee