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Wreck Of The Old 97 Lyrics

Artist: Hank Snow
Album: More Souvenirs

They gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia
Sayin' Steve you're way behind time
This is not 38 but it's old 97
You must put her into Spencer on time

Then he looked around and said to his black greasy fireman
Shovel on a little more coal
And when we cross that White Oak Mountain
You can watch old 97 roll
[ fiddle ]
It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville
With a line on a three mile grade
It was on that grade that he lost his air brakes
So you see what a jump we made
[ guitar ]
He was goin' down the grade makin' ninety miles an hour
When his whistle broke into a scream
He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle
And a scalded to death by the steam
[ fiddle ]
Now ladies you must 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

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