Luyện nghe bài hát The Wreck Of The Old '97

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

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

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

He was goin' the grade
Making 90 an hour
When his broke into a scream
He was in the wreck
With his on the throttle
And was scalded to death by the

Now ladies, you take a warning
From time on and learn
Never speak harsh
To your true or husband
He may leave you and never