They gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia
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Sayin' Steve you're way behind time
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This is not 38 but this it's old 97
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You must put her in Spencer on time
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He turned around and said to his black greasy fireman
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Just shovel on a little more coal
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And when we cross that White Oak Mountain
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You can watch old 97 roll
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He was goin' down the grade makin' 90 miles an hour
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His whistle broke into a scream
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He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle
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A scalded to death by the steam
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It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville
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With a line on a three mile grade
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It was on this grade that he lost his air brakes
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And he see what a jump we made
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He was goin' down the grade...
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[ harmonica ]
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So come on you ladies you must take a warning
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From this time on and learn
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Never speak harsh words to your true loving husband
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He may leave you and never return
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Wreck Of The Old 97
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| Eddy Arnold |
