henry whitter - the wreck on the southern old 97 lyrics
[verse 1]
they gave him his orders at monroe, virginia
sayin’ “steve, you’re way behind time
it’s 8:38, and it’s the old ’97
gotta put her into danville on time”
[verse 2]
steve brady he said to his black, greasy fireman
“shovel on a little more coal
i’m waitin’ to p-ss them wide-open mountains
gonna see the old ’97 roll”
[chorus]
it’s a mighty rough road from lynchburg to danville
on a line with a three-mile grade
it was down that line where he lost his air-brakes
you can see what a jump he made
[verse 3]
he’s comin’ down that line makin’ ninety miles an hour
the whistle broke into a scream
they found him in the wreck with his hand upon the throttle
he’d been scalded to death by steam
[verse 4]
well, come on now, all you ladies
from this time on, now learn
don’t you ever say harsh words to your true-lovin’ husband
he’ll leave you and never return
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