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Well they gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia,Said: "Steve, you're way behind time,"This is not 38, this is Ol' 97,"Put her into Spencer on time."Then he turned around and said to his black, greasy fireman,"Shovel on a little more coal."And when we cross that White Oak mountain,"Watch Ol' '97 roll."And then a telegram come from Washington station,This is how it read:"Oh that brave engineer that run ol 97, "Is lyin in old Danville dead."'Cos he was going down a grade making 90 miles an hour,The whistle broke into a scream.He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle,Scalded to death by the steam.One more time!Oh, now all you ladies you'd better take a warning,From this time on and learn.Never speak hard words to your true-lovin' husband.He may leave you and never return. Poor Boy Aus Songtexte Mania