Would you please listen to a story I confess Of a young man Talmadge Osborne Who seemed to have no dread The people all took notice Of the screams heard once or twice They believed he had a warning Of a calling of his life He was born in Grayson County And paying for some land Now he's in eternity His judgement will stand He saw the engine coming A-moving down the road Some boys said 'Look out Osborne' But upon it he did load The engine it was backing up When Osborne crossed the right He got off with his hands cut off And he lost his life besides The stopped the engine quickly For the signal it was given I know not who was the engineer But his engine was 497 They took him back to Grayson In an unexpected way When his casket reached his home You could hear those people say Many a man's been murdered by the railroad Many a man's been murdered by the railroad Many a man's been murdered by the railroad And laid in his cold lonesome grave You may think it's real jolly But it's real good advice If you're having lots of fun And living mighty nice Be careful how you're walking On the company's right-of-way The Johnson law will get you And your doom you'll have to pay For they've got a kind of law out there It's a mighty secret thing You'll get all that's coming If you're not in the ring With a pistol in your pocket And riding on a train Six months upon the country road Will be your finished doom