Well, they handed him his orders in Monroe, Virginia,
Sayin', "Steve, you're way behind time.
This is not 38, this is Old 97
You must put her into Spencer on time."
Well, the engineer he said to his black, greasy fireman
"Shovel on a little more coal,
And when we cross that White Oak Mountain
You can watch Old 97 roll."
It's a mighty hard road from Lynchburg to Danville
On a road with a three-mile grade.
It was on that grade that he lost his airbrake,
You can see what a jump she made.
He was goin' down the grade making 90 miles an hour,
When his whistle broke into a scream,
He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle,
Scalded to death by the steam.
