Wreck Of The Old ‘97

Wreck Of The Old '97 - Johnny Cash (約翰尼·卡什)

Well they gave him his orders at Monroe Virginia

Sayin' Steve you're way behind time

This is not 38 this is old 97 you must

Put her into Spencer on time

Then he turned around and said to his black greasy

Fireman shovel on a little more coal

And when we cross that White Oak

Mountain watch old 97 roll

Then the telegram come to Washington

Station and this is how it read

Oh that brave engineer that run old 97

He's a layin' in old Danville dead

He was goin' down the grade makin' 90

Miles an hour his whistle broke into a scream

He was found in the wreck with his

Hand on the throttle

A scalded to death by the steam

So now all you ladies you better

Take a warnin' from this time on and learn

Never speak harsh words to

Your true lovin' husband

He may leave you and never return