Luyện nghe bài hát Wreck Of The Old 97

Well, they gave him his at Monroe, Virginia
said, "Steve you're way time.
This is not this is old Ninety-Seven,
so put her Spencer on time."

Then he turned and to his black, greasy fireman
"Shovel on a little coal
and when we cross White Oak Mountain,
old Ninety-Seven roll"

And then the telegram came from station
and is how it read:
"Oh that engineer that ran old Ninety-Seven
is in old Danville dead"

'Cause he was going down the grade makin' ninety miles an
when the whistle into a scream
He was found in the wreck, his hand on the throttle,
scalded to by the steam

Now all you ladies you take warnin'
this time on and learn
Never harsh words to a true lovin' husband
he may leave you and return

'board

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