Casey Jones

Come all you rounders if you wanna hear The story about a brave engineer. Casey Jones was the roller's name On a 68 wheeler course he rode to fame. Caller called Casey bout half past four He kissed his wife at the station door. He climbed in the cabin with his orders in his hand Said this is the trip to the Promised Land. Casey Jones climbed in the cabin Casey Jones orders in his hand Casey Jones leaning out the window Making a trip to the Promised Land. Through South Memphis Yards on a fly Rain been a falling and the water was high. Everybody knew by the engine's moan That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones. Well Jones said fireman now don't you fret Sam Webb said "We ain't a giving up yet We're eight hours late with the southbound mail We'll be on time or we're leaving the rails." Casey Jones climbed in the cabin Casey Jones orders in his hand Casey Jones leaning out the window Making a trip to the Promised Land. Dead on the rail was a passenger train Blood was a boiling in Casey's brain. Casey said "Hey now look out ahead Jump Sam jump or we'll all be dead." With a hand on a whistle and a hand on a brake North Mississippi was wide awake. I see railroad official said "He's a good engineer to be a lying dead." Casey Jones climbed in the cabin Casey Jones orders in his hand Casey Jones leaning out the window Making a trip to the Promised Land. Headaches and heartaches and all kinds of pain All the part of a railroad train. Sweat and toil the good and the grand Are part of the life of a railroad man. Casey Jones climbed in the cabin Casey Jones orders in his hand Casey Jones leaning out the window Making a trip to the Promised Land.