Luyện nghe bài hát Wreck Of The Old 97

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

Then he and said to his black, greasy fireman
"Shovel on a little coal
and we cross that White Oak Mountain,
watch old roll"

And then the telegram from Washington station
and this is how it
"Oh that brave engineer that ran old
is lying in old dead"

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

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

'board

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