| Song | Wreck Of The Old '97 (Live at Annex 14 NCO Club, Long Binh, Vietman, January 1969) |
| Artist | Johnny Cash |
| Album | Bootleg 3: Live Around the World |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 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 Ol' '97 roll.' | |
| And then a telegram come from Washington station, | |
| This is how it read: | |
| 'Oh that brave engineer that run ol 97, | |
| 'Is lyin in old Danville dead.' | |
| 'Cos he was going down a grade making 90 miles an hour, | |
| The whistle broke into a scream. | |
| He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle, | |
| Scalded to death by the steam. | |
| One more time! | |
| Oh, now all you ladies you'd better take a warning, | |
| From this time on and learn. | |
| Never speak hard words to your true-lovin' husband. | |
| He may leave you and never return. | |
| Poor Boy. |
| 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 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 Ol' ' 97 roll.' | |
| And then a telegram come from Washington station, | |
| This is how it read: | |
| ' Oh that brave engineer that run ol 97, | |
| ' Is lyin in old Danville dead.' | |
| ' Cos he was going down a grade making 90 miles an hour, | |
| The whistle broke into a scream. | |
| He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle, | |
| Scalded to death by the steam. | |
| One more time! | |
| Oh, now all you ladies you' d better take a warning, | |
| From this time on and learn. | |
| Never speak hard words to your truelovin' husband. | |
| He may leave you and never return. | |
| Poor Boy. |
| 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 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 Ol' ' 97 roll.' | |
| And then a telegram come from Washington station, | |
| This is how it read: | |
| ' Oh that brave engineer that run ol 97, | |
| ' Is lyin in old Danville dead.' | |
| ' Cos he was going down a grade making 90 miles an hour, | |
| The whistle broke into a scream. | |
| He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle, | |
| Scalded to death by the steam. | |
| One more time! | |
| Oh, now all you ladies you' d better take a warning, | |
| From this time on and learn. | |
| Never speak hard words to your truelovin' husband. | |
| He may leave you and never return. | |
| Poor Boy. |