Along came the F15
The swiftest on the line
Running over 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
Many a man has lost his life
By trying to make lost time
And if you run your engine right
You'll get there just in time"
Up the road she darted
Against the rocks she crushed
Upside down the engine turned
And Georgie's breast did smash
His head was against the firebox door
The flames were rolling high
I'm glad I was born to be an engineer
On the C&O road to die
The doctor said to Georgie
"My darling son, 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 you could not see
And the very last words that Georgie said
Was, "Nearer my God to Thee"