时间：2013-09-09
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Wreck of the Old 97 - Woody Guthrie (伍迪·格思里)
Written by：Trad/George/ArrGuthrie
Well they gave him his orders at
Monroe Virginia sayin' Steve
You're way behind time
This is not 38 but this is old 97
You've got to be
Into Spencer on time
Then he turned around and
His black greasy fireman shovel on
A little more coal
And when we 'cross that white
Oak
Mountain you can watch old 97 roll
Well it's a mighty rough road from Lakesburg to Danville
And a line on a three mile grade
It was on this grade that he lost his airbrakes
And you see what a jump he made
He was a going down the grade making ninety miles an hour
And his whistle broke out in a scream
It was on that grade that
He lost his airbrakes
And you see what a jump he made
Well ladies you can all take warning
From this time now and on
Never speak harsh words to
Your true loving husband
He might leave you and never come home
He was a going down the grade
Making ninety miles an hour
And his whistle begin to scream
And we found him in the
Wreck with his hand on his throttle
And scalded to death by the steam
Well ladies you can all take warning
From this time now and on
Never speak harsh words
To your true loving husband
He might leave you and never return
