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The Dying Engineer 
The Dying Engineer 
An engineer one morning Had kissed his wife goodbye, The sunlight was adorning A bright and cloudless sky.
 He stopped to pick a flower Before he left the gate, And when he reached the tower He found that he was late. 
A gentle voice that morning Before he went away Breathed tender words of warning, "Be careful, Jack, today."
 He climbed into his cabin As oft he'd done before; A signal from the captain Highballed old Number Four. 
The steam gushed forth with power, The wheels began to grind, And soon the roundhouse tower Was left and far behind.
 The train began to quiver The drivers left the rail, And down beside the river Poor Jack lay deathly pale. 
And while he lay there dying Upon the stony clay, He thought of one replying, "Be careful, Jack, today!"
 "Oh tell her to remember When she is old and gray, I kissed her chek so tender Before I went away." 
From Scalded to Death By the Steam, Lyle. note: Probably not describing an actual wreck. RG Apr98