Casey Jones Lyrics

(T.L. Seibert - Ernie Newton)

Come all you rounders if you wanna hear
The story 'bout a brave engineer
Casey Jones was the rounder's name
On a 68 wheeler boys he won his fame.

The caller, called Casey at a half past four
He kissed his wife at the station door
Mounted to the cabin with his orders in his hand
And it took his final trip to the Promised Land.

Casey Jones mounted to the cabin
Casey Jones with the orders in his hand
Casey Jones mounted to the cabin
And it took his final trip to the Promised Land.

Put in your water and shovel your coal
Put your head out the window watch the drivers roll
I'll run her till she leaves the rails
'Cause I made hours late with the western mail.

He looked at his watch but the watch was slow
He looked at the water and the water was low
He looked at the fireman and then he said
We're gonna reach Frisco, Buffalo'd be dead.

Casey Jones gonna reach Frisco
Casey Jones, Buffalo'd be dead
Casey Jones we're gonna reach Frisco
We're gonna reach Frisco, Buffalo'd be dead...