The Wreck of the Old '97 - Pete Seeger
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 pencer on time
He look turned around and said to his black
Greasy fireman
Shovel on a little more coal
And when we 'cross that white pak mountain
Watch ol' '97 roll
It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville
In a line on a three mile grade
It was on that grade that he lost his airbrakes
Oh you see what a jump he made
He was goin' down grade making 90 miles an hour
When his whistle broke into a scream
He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle
And was scalded to death by the steam
Now ladies you must take warning
From this time never more
Never speak harsh words to your true love or husband
He may leave you and never return
