Wreck of the Old 97 (Live at San Quentin State Prison, San Quentin, CA - February 1969)

Wreck of the Old 97 (Live at San Quentin State Prison, San Quentin, CA - February 1969) - Johnny Cash

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

And then the telegram come to washington station and this is how it read

Oh that brave engineer that run old 97 he's a laying

In old danville dead

He was going down the grade making 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 warning

From this time on and learn

Never speak harsh words to your true loving husband

He may leave you and never return for a more