As I stood on the mountain
Just watching the smoke from below
It was twirlin' from an old
Way down on the Southern Road
Well, picked up his orders
Sayin', Steve, you're way behind time
This is not 38, but it's 097
Gonna put her into Spencer on time
Then he turned and he said
to his black greasy fireman
Shovel in a little more coal
And when we reach that old
You can watch old 97 roll
Now it's a mighty rough road
from Lynchburg to Danville
And she's lyin' on a three -mile grade
It was on that stretch that
You can see what a jump he made
He was comin' down that grade
And they found him in a wreck
with his hand on a throttle
He was scalded to death by the steam
Well, the music was a -travelin'
o 'er the telegraph wires
Is a -linin' that graveyard dead
So I'm tellin' you, my fair ladies
Take warning from this time on and learn
to your true lovin' husband
He may leave you to never re
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