Engine 143
Along came the F-15 the swiftest on the lineRunning over the C and O road just twenty minutes behindRunning into Cevile head porters on the lineReceiving their strict orders from a station just behind
Georgie's mother came to him with a bucket on her armSaying my darling son be careful how you runFor many a man has lost his life trying to make lost timeAnd if you run your engine right you'll get there just on time
Up the road he darted against the rocks he crushedUpside down the engine turned and Georgie's breast did smashHis head was against the firebox door the flames were rolling highI'm glad I was born an engineer on the C and O road to die
The doctor said to Georgie my darling boy be stillYour life may yet be saved if it is God's blessed willOh no said George that will not do I want to die so freeI want to die for the engine I love one hundred and forty three
The doctor said to Georgie your life cannot be savedMurdered upon a railroad and laid in a lonesome graveHis face was covered up with blood his eyes they could not seeThe very last words poor Georgie said was nearer my God to thee