Hank Williams III - Wreck Of The Old 97 Chords

 
         
         
         
         
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7 fr
         
         
         
         
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9 fr
         
         
         
         
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2 fr
         
         
         
         
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2 fr
         
         
         
         
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No chord
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo
EWell, they gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia B7Sayin', "Steve you're way behind timEe This is not Thirty-Eight it is old Ninety-Seven B7So put her into Spencer on time.E" AThen he turned around and said to his black greasy firemaEn A"Shovel on a little more coB7al AAnd when we cross that White Oak MountaiEn AWatch old Ninety-Seven roB7ll." EAnd then a telegram came from WAashington station B7and this is how it reaEd well that brave engineer that ran old 97 is lying in old daneville dead cause he was going down the grid makeing 90 miles an hour And his whistle broke into a scream He was found in the wreck, with his hand on the throttle, scalded to death by the steam now all you ladies you better take warnin' From this time on and learn Never speak harsh words to atrue lovin' husband he may leave you and never return, poor boy