Luyện nghe bài hát The Wreck Of The Old '97

They give him his at Monroe, Virginia
Sayin', "Steve you're way time
is not 38, but it's old 97
You must put her in on time"

Then he looked and
Said to his black, fireman
"Just shovel on a little more
And when we cross that White Oak
You can old 97 roll"

It's a rough road
From to Danville
In a line on a three grade
It was on that grade that he his airbrakes
Oh, you see what a jump we

He was goin' the grade
90 miles an hour
When his whistle into a scream
He was in the wreck
With his on the throttle
And was to death by the steam

Now ladies, you must take a
this time on and learn
Never speak harsh
To your true or husband
He may you and never return