Paroles de The wreck of the ol' '97

Well they gave him his orders at monroe, virginia,
Said: "steve, you're way behind time,
"this is not 38, this is ol' 97,
"put her into spencer on time."

Then he turned around and said to his black, greasy fireman,
"shovel on a little more coal.
"and when we cross that white oak mountain,
"watch ol' '97 roll."

And then a telegram come from washington station,
This is how it read:
"oh that brave engineer that run ol 97,

"is lyin in old danville dead."

'cos he was going down a grade making 90 miles an hour,
The whistle broke into a scream.
He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle,
Scalded to death by the steam.

One more time!

Oh, now all you ladies you'd better take a warning,
From this time on and learn.
Never speak hard words to your true-lovin' husband.
He may leave you and never return.
Poor boy.