歌词
Well, they gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia
Said, "Steve you're way behind time.
This is not Thirty-Eight; this is old Ninety-Seven,
So put her into Spencer on time."
Then he turned and said to his black, greasy fireman
"Shovel on a little more coal
And when we cross that White Oak Mountain,
Watch old Ninety-Seven roll"
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And then the telegram came from Washington station
And this is how it read:
"Oh that brave engineer that ran old Ninety-Seven
Is lying in old Danville dead"
'Cause he was going down the grade makin' ninety miles an hour
When the whistle broke into a scream
He was found in the wreck, with his hand on the throttle,
Scalded to death by the steam
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Now all you ladies you better take warnin'
From this time on and learn
Never speak harsh words to a true lovin' husband
He may leave you and never return
'Board 'board
Yodel-ay-hee hee hee hee hee hee