Tipo de gaita: Qualquer tipo
Tom: D
4 4 4 -4 5 5 5
A-long come the F. F. V.,
G D
-4 4 -4 4 4 4
The swift-est on the line,
6 6 6 5 6 -6 6
Run-ning o'er the C.'n' O. Road,
E7 A
5 -4 -4 -4 -4 5 -4
Just twen-ty min-utes be-hind,
D
6 6 6 5 6 6
Run-ning in-to Sou-ville,
D7 G D
5 -4 4 -4 4 -3 4
He-ad quar-ters on the line;
B7
4 4 4 4 -4 5 5
Re-ceiv-ing their strict or-ders
E7 A7 D
5 5 -4 -4 5 -4 4
From a sta-tion just be-hind
verse 2
Georgie's mother came to him,
A bucket on her arm.
Saying to herr darling son,
"Be careful how you run;
Many a man has lost his lift
Trying to make lost time,
And if you run your engine right,
You'll get there just on time."
verse 3
Up the road she darted,
Against the rock she crushed,
Upside down the engine turned
And georgie's breast did smash
His head against the fire-box door,
The flames were rolling high.
"I'm glad I was born for an engineer,
On the C & O Road to die."
verse 4
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 wantto die for the engine I love,
One and Forty-Three."
verse 5
The doctor said to Georgie,
"Your life cannot be saved,
Murdered upon the railroad,
And laid in a lonesome grave."
His face was covered up with blood,
His eyes you could not see,
And the very last words poor Georgie said,
Were "Nearer, my God, to thee."