歌词
Well, they gave him his orders at
Monroe, Virginia
Said, "Steve, you're way behind timeThis is not 38, this is Old 97Put her into Spencer on time"
Then he turned around and said to his black, greasy fireman"Shovel on a little more coalAnd when we cross that White Oak MountainWatch Old 97 roll"
And then a telegram come from
Washington station
This is how it read"Oh that brave engineer that run Old 97Is lyin' in old Danville dead"'
Cause 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