Текст песни Seekers - The Wreck Of The Old `97
Seekers - The Wreck Of The Old `97 слова песни
They gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia,Sayin` "Steve, you`re way behind time;It`s 8:38, and it`s the Old `97;Gotta put her into Danville on time."Chorus:Well, it`s a mighty rough road from Lynchburg down to Danville,On a line with a three-mile grade;It was down that line where he lost his air-brakes;You can see what a jump he made.Steve Brady he said to his black, greasy fireman,"Shovel on a little more coal;I`m waitin` to pass them wide-open mountains;Gonna see the Old `97 roll."(Chorus)He`s comin` down that line makin` ninety miles an hour;The whistle broke into a scream;They found him in the wreck with his hand upon the throttle;He`d been scalded to death by steam.(Chorus)Well, come on now, all you ladies;From this time on, now learn;Don`t you ever say harsh words to your true-lovin` husband;He`ll leave you and never return.(Chorus)(Instrumental bridge)Well, he`s comin` down that line makin` ninety miles an hour;And the whistle broke into a scream;They found him in the wreck with his hand upon the throttle;He`d been scalded to death by steam.(Chorus thrice)