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Fireball Mail - Don Gibson



     
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Here she comes, look at her roll
There she goes eatin' that coal
Watch her fly, look at her sail
Let her by, by, by, it's the fireball mailEngineer makin' up time
Tracks are clear look at her climb
See that freight clearin' the rail
Bet she's late, late, late, it's the fireball mailWatch her go, look at her steam
Hear her blow whistle and scream
Like a hound that's a waggin' his tail
She's Dallas bound, bound, bound, it's the fireball mailNow watch her swerve, look at her sway
Get that curve out of the way
Watch her fly, just look at her sail
Let her by, by, by, it's the fireball mail
It's the fireball mail
It's the fireball mail
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Donald Eugene Gibson (April 3, 1928 – November 17, 2003) was an American country musician. Gibson was born in Shelby, North Carolina into a poor working-class family, he dropped out of school in the second grade. Gibson's first band was called Sons of the Soil, with whom he made his first recording in 1948. Among his greatest hits were "Oh Lonesome Me" (later recorded by both Ray Charles and Neil Young) and "Blue Blue Day" (both No.

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