CASEY JONES
 
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Come, all you good folks, listen here,
And I'll tell you a story of an engineer.
Casey Jones was that brave man's name,
On a fast express he won a glorious fame.
Casey went off to work at half-past-four,
Kissed his wife at the front street door.
Mounted on his engine with his orders in his hand,
And took his farewell trip into the promised land.

Chorus: Casey Jones mounted on the engine,
Casey Jones, with his orders in his hand.
Casey Jones mounted on the engine
And took his final journey into the promised land.

'Put in yer water, shovel yer coal,
Look out the window, watch the drivers roll.
Run her boy till she leaves the rail,
'Cause I'm eight hours late with my southern mail.
He looked at his watch, his watch was slow;
Looked at the water and the water was low,
Called to the stoker, then he said,
'We're bound to reach Dover but we'll all be dead!'

Chorus: Casey Jones, bound to reach Dover,
Casey Jones, but we'll all be dead.
Casey Jones, bound to reach Dover,
We're bound to reach Dover but we'll all be dead.

Casey drew up at a great bih hill,
Whistled at the crossing with a funny shrill.
Pointsman knew by the engine's moans,
That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones.
He pulled up three miles away from that place,
Another train stared him, right in the face!
Called to the stoker; said, 'Boy, you'd better jump,
'Cause there's two locomotives that's a-going to bump!'

Chorus: Casey Jones, two locomotives,
Casey Jones, that's a-going to bump.
Casey Jones, two locomotives,
There's two locomotives that's a-going to bump!

Casey said, 'Just before I die,
There's two more roads that I'd Like to try.'
Stoker said, 'Boy, what can they be?'
'Oh! the London North Western and the old G.E.
Casey's wife lay on the bed a-cring;
Just got the news that Casey was dying.
Called, 'Hush you children, stop your crying!
'Cause you got another papa on the Cunard Line!'

Chorus: Casey Jones, got another papa,
Casey Jones, on the Cunard Line.
Casey Jones, got another papa,
Got another papa on the Cunard Line.'

 
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Written and composed by T. Lawrence Seibert & Eddie Newton - 1909
Performed by The Two Bobs
From monologues.co.uk Music Hall Lyrics Collection
 
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