Johnny Cash - Wreck of the old 97

They ^Ggave him his orders at ^CMonroe Vaginia sayin' ^GSteve your way behind the ^Dtime this is ^Gnot thirty eight this is ^Cold 97 ^Gpull her into ^DSpencer on ^Gtime.

He ^Gturned and he said to his ^Cblack greasy fireman let's ^Gshovel on a little more ^Dcoal and ^Gwhen we cross that ^Cwide oak mountain just ^Gwatch old ninety ^Dseven ^Groll.

Was a^G mighty rough road from ^CLenburg to Danvill on a c^Glimb with a three mile ^Dgrade it was o^Gn that grade that he ^Clost his air brakes ^Gsee what a ^Djump he ^Gmade.

He was ^Gcomin' down the grade makin' ^Cninety miles an hour his ^Gwhistle broke into a ^Dscream he was ^Gfound in the wreck with his ^Chand on the throttle ^Gscolded to ^Ddeath by the ^Gsteam

Well ^Gall you ladies had ^Cbetter take warnin' from ^Gthis time on and ^Dlearn never ^Gspeak harsh words to your ^Ctrue love or husband he may l^Geave you and ^Dnever re^Gturn