Wreck Of Old 97 / Orange Blossom Special Songtext
von Johnny Cash

Well, they give him his orders at Monroe, Virginia
Sayin′, "Steve, you're way behind time
This is not ′38, this is old '97
Put her into Spencer on time"

And then he turned around and said to his big greasy fireman
"Shovel on a little more coal
And when we cross that white oak mountain
Watch old '97 roll"
Roll it, Bob

And then a telegran come from Washington station
This is what it said
It said that brave engineer that had run old ′97
Is lyin′ down in Danville dead

'Cause he was going down the grade makin′ 90 miles an hour
Whistle broke into a scream
He was found in the wreck, with his hand on the throttle
Scalded to death by the steam
Poor boy, woo-woo!


Hey, look a-yonder comin'
Comin′ down that railroad track
Hey, look a-yonder comin'
Comin′ down that railroad track
It's that Orange Blossom Special
Bringin' my baby back

Well, I′m going down to Florida
And get some sand in my shoes
I may go to California
Get some sand in my shoes
I′ll ride that Orange Blossom Special
And lose these New York blues

Yes, ma'am
You see, I was just kinda hangin′ around the
Minding my own business like I always do
When a man came up to me and he said
"What are you hangin' around here for?"
And I said, "For whatever is going around"
He said, "Ain′t you worried about getting your nourishment in New York?"
I said, "I don't care if I do-die-do-die-do-die-do-die"


Talk about a ramblin′
She's the fastest train on the line
Yeah, you talk about a ramblin'
She′s the fastest train on the line
It′s that Orange Blossom Special
Rollin' down the seaboard line
Woo-hoo!