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American Ballads and Folk Songs
Running into Sewell yard, was quartered on the line, A-waiting for strict orders and in the cab to ride.
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Many a man has been murdered by the railroad, railroad, railroad, Many a man has been murdered by the railroad, And laid in his lonesome grave.
And when she blew for Hinton, her engineer was there, George Alley was his name, with bright and wavery hair} His fireman, Jack Dixon, was standing by his side, A-waiting for strict orders and in the cab to ride.
George Alley's mother came to him with a basket on her arm, She handed him a letter, saying: "Be careful how you run; And if you run your engine right, you'll get there just on time, For many a man has lost his life in trying to make lost time."
George Alley said: "Dear mother, your letter I'll take heed. I know my engine is all right and I know that she will speed; So o'er this road I mean to run with speed unknown to all, And when I blow for Clifton Forge, they'll surely hear my call."
George Alley said to his fireman, "Jack, a little extra steam;
I intend to run old No. 4 the fastest ever seen;
So o'er this road I mean to fly like angel's wings unfold,
And when I blow for the Big Bend Tunnel, they'll surely hear my call."
George Alley said to his fireman, "Jack, a rock ahead I see, And I know that death is lurking there for to grab both you and me; So from this cab, dear Jack, you leap, your darling life to save, For I want you to be an engineer while I'm sleeping in my grave."
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