Lyrics The Wreck of the Old 97 - Roy Acuff
They
gave
him
his
orders
at
Monroe,
Virginia
Sayin′,
"Steve,
you're
way
behind
time
This
is
not
38
but
it′s
old
97
You
must
put
her
into
Spencer
on
time"
He
looked
round
and
said
to
his
black,
greasy
fireman
Shovel
on
a
little
more
coal
And
when
we
cross
that
White
Oak
Mountain
You
can
watch
old
97
roll
It's
a
mighty
rough
road
from
Lynchburg
to
Danville
With
a
line
on
a
three
mile
grade
It
was
on
that
grade
that
he
lost
his
air
brakes
And
see
what
a
jump
we
made
He
was
goin'
down
the
grade
making
ninety
miles
an
hour
When
his
whistle
began
to
a
scream
He
was
found
in
the
wreck
with
his
hand
on
the
throttle
And
scalded
to
death
by
the
steam

1 Tennessee Central (number 9)
2 Tennessee Fox Chase
3 Sally Goodin'
4 Wabash Cannonball
5 Sunshine Special
6 There'll Be No Teardrops Tonight
7 Have I Told You Lately That I Love You
8 The Wreck of the Old 97
9 Indian Love Call
10 Pan American
11 Freight Train Blues
12 Mountain Guitar
13 Fireball Mail
14 Oh Lonesome Me
15 Hillbilly Fever
16 I Can't Find a Train
17 Before I Met You
18 Life's Railway To Heaven
19 Midnight Train
20 That's the Man I'm Looking For
21 Streamlined Cannonball
22 We Robbed Trains
23 What Have They Done to the Trains
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