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Wreck Of No 9
On a cold winter's night not a star was in sight
And the north wind came howling down the line
With his sweetheart so dear stood a brave engineer
With his orders to pull old No. 9.
He kissed her goodbye with a tear in his eye
But the joy in his heart he could not hide
And the whole world seemed bright when he told her that night
That tomorrow she'd be his blushing bride.
The wheels hummed a song as the train rolled along
And the black smoke came pouring from the stack
And the headlight agleam seemed to brighten his dream
Of tomorrow when he'd be coming back.
As He speed around the hill and his brave heart stood still
For a headlight was shining in his face
And he whispered a prayer as he threw on the air
For he knew this would be his final race.
In the wreck he was found lying there on the ground
And they asked them to raise his weary head
As his breath slowly went this message he sent
To the maiden who thought she would be wed.
There's a little white home that I built for our own
Where I dreamed we'd be happy by and by
But I leave it to you for I know you'll be true
Till we meet at the golden gates goodbye...
(Carson J. Robinson)
Many are the afflictions of the righteous:
but the LORD delivereth him out of them all.
Psalms 34:19