Title	F.F.B.
Common Title	F.F.V. ; Wreck of the C & O; F.F.E.
First Line	Along come the F. F. B. the fastest on the line
Performer	Walker, Warren D.
Performance Location (Town)	Fayetteville (Ark.)
Performance Location (County)	Washington County (Ark.)
Performance Location (State)	Arkansas
Performance Date	1960-01-07
Collector	Walker, Waren D.
Transcriber	Walker, Warren D.
Genre	vocal music
Instrumentation	voice guitars
Subject (Library of Congress)	Railroads Railroad accidents Death
Subject (Ethnographic Thesaurus)	railroads train wrecks death
Keywords	F.F.B., Train, Trainwreck, Tragedy
Language	English
Laws Number	G 3
Randolph Collection	682
Hunter Collection	This item is available in the Hunter Collection (http://maxhunter.missouristate.edu/ ).
Brown Collection	yes
Transcript	Collected by Warren D. Walker For M. C. Parler Transcribed by Warren D. Walker Sung by Warren D. Walker Fayetteville, Ark. Jan. 7, 1960 Reel 332, Item 8 The F. F. B. Along come the F. F. B. the fastest on the line Runnin on the C. O. Road not twenty minutes behind Runnin in the handsome the engineer was there Georgie Ellun was his name with the golden curly hair Georgie's mother came to him with a basket on her arm She said my darling son be carefull how you run For many a poor boy has lost his life tryin to gain lost time And if you'll keep your engiene right you'll get there just on time Mother I know your advice is good and later I'll take heed But I know my engiene is alright and I know that she will speed Down this road I aim to go the speed of a cannonball And when I whistle at the big commiddle I'm sure You'll hear my call Fireman Jack Fireman Jack a little more extra steam Gonna run old number four the fastest ever been seen Gonna run old number four the speed of a cannonball And when I whistle at the stockyard gate I'm sure you'll hear my call Up the road she darted and against the rocks she crushed Upside down the engiene turned and crushed poor Georgie's breast The Doctor came to Georgie said my darling son lie still Maybe I can save you by oh God's blessed will Oh no doc I don't want to live I want to die so free I want to die with the engiene I love One Hundred and Forty Three Oh no Georgie your life I cannot save You're murdered by a railroad engiene you'll lie dead in a lonesome grave Your face all covered up with blood your eyes I cannot see And the very last words poor Georgie said was Nearer My God To The
Analog Location	332:8
Digital Publisher	University of Arkansas Libraries
Series Title	Ozark Folksong Collection
Rights	Please contact Special Collections for information on copyright.
Funded By	Funding for digitization provided by Arkansas Humanities Council.

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