Wreck of the Number Nine
On a cold winter night
Not a star was in sight
An' the north wind came
Howlin' down the line
With his sweetheart, so dear
Stood a brave engineer
With his orders to pull ole number nine
She kissed him goodbye
With tears in his eyes
An' a joy in her heart
She couldn't hide
For the whole world was bright
When she told him that night
Tomorrow she'd be his blushin' bride
As the wheels hummed the song
As the train rolled along
An' the black smoke come pourin' from the stack
As the headlight a gleam
Seemed to brighten' his dream
For tomorrow he'd be comin' back
He speed up the hill
But his brave head was still
For the headlight was shining in his face
He whispered a prayer
As he threw on the air
For he knew it would be his final race
In the wreck he was found
Lying there on the ground
An' he ask them to raise his weary head
As his breath slowla went
This message he sent
To the maiden who thought that they'd be wed
Have a little white home
That I bought for our own
Where I'd dreamed we'd be happy, bye an' bye
But I leave it to you
For I know you'll be true
Till we meet at the Golden Gate, goodbye
Not a star was in sight
An' the north wind came
Howlin' down the line
With his sweetheart, so dear
Stood a brave engineer
With his orders to pull ole number nine
She kissed him goodbye
With tears in his eyes
An' a joy in her heart
She couldn't hide
For the whole world was bright
When she told him that night
Tomorrow she'd be his blushin' bride
As the wheels hummed the song
As the train rolled along
An' the black smoke come pourin' from the stack
As the headlight a gleam
Seemed to brighten' his dream
For tomorrow he'd be comin' back
He speed up the hill
But his brave head was still
For the headlight was shining in his face
He whispered a prayer
As he threw on the air
For he knew it would be his final race
In the wreck he was found
Lying there on the ground
An' he ask them to raise his weary head
As his breath slowla went
This message he sent
To the maiden who thought that they'd be wed
Have a little white home
That I bought for our own
Where I'd dreamed we'd be happy, bye an' bye
But I leave it to you
For I know you'll be true
Till we meet at the Golden Gate, goodbye
Credits
Writer(s): Carson Robinson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
- Slidin' Delta
- My Dear Old Southern Home
- Country Blues
- You Must Come In At The Door
- Greenville Trestle High
- Bright Sunny South
- Let the Church Roll On
- My Little Woman, You'Re So Sweet
- Watson's Blues
- Wreck of the Number Nine
All Album Tracks: Americana Master Series: Best of The Sugar Hill Years >
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.