The Wreck Of The Old 97 Chords

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From: raybailey@mistral.co.uk (Raymond Bailey)
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Subject: CRD: C&W The Wreck Of The Old 97
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        THE WRECK OF THE OLD 97.
Capo 0

     |G                     |C
They gave him his orders at Monroe Vaginia
       |G                        |D
sayin' Steve your way behind the time
        |G                       |C
this is not thirty eight this is old ninety seven
         |G            |D         |G
you must pull her into Spencer on time.


   |G                        |C
He turned and he said to his black greasy fireman
      |G                      |D
let's shovel on a little more coal
    |G                 |C
and when we cross that wide oak mountain
     |G               |D    |G
just watch old ninety seven roll.


    |G                       |C
Was a mighty rough road from Lenburg to Danvill
     |G                      |D
on a climb with a three mile grade
       |G                    |C
it was on that grade that he lost his air brakes
|G          |D      |G
see what a jump he made.


       |G                           |C
He was comin' down the grade makin' ninety miles an hour
    |G                   |D
his whistle broke into a scream
       |G                          |C
he was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle
|G         |D           |G
scalded to death by the steam


     |G                 |C
Well all you ladies had better take a warnin'
     |G               |D
from this time on and learn
      |G                        |C
never speak harsh words to your true love or husband
       |G            |D       |G
he may leave you and never re-turn.


Ray From Sussex England