Wreck Of The Old 97 — текст песни (Hank Snow)

They gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia sayin` Steve you`re way behind time
This is not 38 but that`s old 97 you must put her in Spencer on time
Then he looked round and said to his black greasy fireman
Just shovel on a little more coal
And when we cross that White Oak Mountain you can watch old 97 roll
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It`s a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville with a line on a three mile grade
It was on that grade where he lost his airbrakes so you see what a jump he made
He was goin` down the grade making ninety miles an hour
When his whistle broke into a scream
He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle
A scalded to death by the steam
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Now ladies you must all take a warning from this time on and learn
Never speak harsh words to your true lovin` husband he may leave you and never return