Wreck Of The Old 97 Lyrics

Well they gave him his orders in Monroe, Virginia Saying Steve you're a way
behind time, this is not 38 but it's old 97 you must put her into Spencer on
time.

Well he turned to the black greasy fireman and said just shovel on a little
more coal and when we cross that wide open mountain you can watch old 97
roll.

It's a long, long way from Danville to Lynchburg got a line near a three mile
grade, it was on that grade that he lost his air breaks you could see what a
jump that he made.

He was going down the grade doing 90 miles an hour, when the whistle broke into a scream. He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle and
scalded to death by the steam.

Well a telegram came to Washington station and this is what it read; For that
brave engineer that runs old 97 well he's line in old anvil dead

Now come on you ladies and from me take warning and from this day on you must
learn, Never speak harsh words to your kind hardened husband he may leave you
and never return

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