The Wreck Of The Number Nine

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Doc Watson - Country

The Wreck Of The Number Nine

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On a dark, stormy night, not a star was in sight As the North wind came howlin' down the line Stood a brave engineer with his sweetheart so dear And his orders to pull ol' number nine She kissed him goodbye with a tear in her eye And the join in her heart he couldn't hide As he left her that night, his whole world seemed right For tomorrow she'd be his lovin' bride The wheels hummed a song as the train moved along And the black smoke came pouring from the stack And his headlight a-gleamed seemed to brighten his dream For tomorrow when he'd be a-commin' back But as he turned around the hill, his brave heart stood still For a headlight was shining in his face And he threw on the air, as he whispered a prayer For he knew this would be his final race In the wreckage, he was found lying there on the ground And he begged them to raise his weary head As his breath slowly went, here's the message he sent To the maiden that he had planned to wed "There's a little white house that I built for our own Where I knew we'd be happy, you and I Dear, I leave it to you cause I know you'll be true Til we meet at the golden gate, goodbye"

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  • Carson Robison