They give him his orders at Monroe, Virginia Sayin', "Steve, you're way behind time This is not 38, that is old 97 You must put her in Spencer on time" Then he looked around and said to his wide, greasy fireman "Just shovel on a little more coal And when we cross that wide open mountain You can watch old 97 roll" ♪ It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville When I'm lyin' on a three-mile grade It was on that grade where he lost his airbrakes Oh, you see what a jump he made He was goin' down the grade makin' 90 miles an hour When his whistle broke into a scream He was found in the wreck, with his hand on the throttle And was scalded to death by the steam ♪ Now, ladies, you must all take a warnin' From this time on and learn Never speak harsh words to your true-lover husband He may leave you and never return