Harrow Accident - Nits

Girl you look so pale you need a holiday

Why not take a break in the Scottish hills

This turned out to be a very bad advice

That I regret and always will

Took you to St Pancras and supplied the fare

You took my arm and smiled at me How was I to know this would be the very last time

THat we were together you and me It seems like yesterday

The day you away t stay

Royal Scot was running up the Western route

At eighty miles an hour or even more

When it left the rails at the points near Harrow Town

More than a hundred killed was the tragic score