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allan "mac" mchale & the old-time radio gang - wreck of the old '97 lyrics

and they gave him his orders down in monroe, virginia
sayin’, steve, you’re way behind time
this is not 38, it’s old 97
you must bring her in to spencer on time

so he turned around and said to his black and greasy fireman
to shovel on a little more coal
and when they passed old white oak mountain
you could hear old 97 roll

and it’s a mighty rough road from lynchburg to danville
on a line of a three+mile grade
it was on that hill that he lost his airbrakes
you could see what a jump he made
and he was comin’ down the grade doin’ ninety miles an hour
when the whistle broke into a scrеam
he was found in the wreck with his hand on thе throttle
scalded to death by the steam

and then a telegram came down to washington city
these were the words that it said
that old engineer who will run old 97
is lyin’ in old danville, dead

so you ladies fair, take my warnin’
from this time on, and learn
never speak harsh words to your true lovin’ husband
he will leave you and never return

whishh

- allan mac mchale the old time radio gang lyrics

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