The Wreck Of The Number Nine

	  		G One dark stormy night not a C star was in sight 
The G North wind came howling down the D line 
There stood a G brave engineer with his C sweetheart so dear 
And his G orders to D pull old Number G Nine. 
 
She D7 kissed him goodbye with a G tear in her G7 eye 
The C joy in his G heart he couldn't D hide 
The G whole world seemed right for she C told him that night 
That G tomorrow she'd D be his blushing G bride. 
 
The wheels hummed a song as the train rolled along 
The black smoke came pouring from the stack 
The headlight a-gleam seemed to brighten his dream 
Of tomorrow when he'd be goin' back. 
 
He sped around the hill and his brave heart stood still 
The headlight was shining in his face 
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 
He asked them to raise his weary head 
His breath slowly went as this message he sent 
To a 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, you and I 
But I leave it to you for I know you'll be true 
Til we meet at the Golden Gate - goodbye."