The Wreck of the Number Nine Jim Reeves
"The Wreck of the Number Nine" by Jim Reeves, released in 1959, is a country song that tells the tragic tale of a train disaster. The lyrics recount the story of a train, its passengers, and the emotional aftermath of the wreck, emphasizing themes of loss, sorrow, and the fragility of life. The song features Reeves' smooth baritone voice and a melancholic melody, typical of country ballads. Its storytelling approach highlights the impact of tragedy on communities, reflecting the cultural significance of train travel in mid-20th century America. #Country
One dark stormy night not a star was in sight
The North wind came howling down the line
There stood a brave engineer with his sweetheart so dear
And his orders to pull old Number Nine
She kissed him goodbye with a tear in her eye
The joy in his heart he couldn't hide
The whole world seemed right for she told him that night
That tomorrow she'd be his blushing 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
--- Instrumental ---
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
The North wind came howling down the line
There stood a brave engineer with his sweetheart so dear
And his orders to pull old Number Nine
She kissed him goodbye with a tear in her eye
The joy in his heart he couldn't hide
The whole world seemed right for she told him that night
That tomorrow she'd be his blushing 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
--- Instrumental ---
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
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