Along came the F15
the swiftest on the line
Running o'er the CO 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
to die on the CO road
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