Casey Jones was an old engineer,
All I need is my water and coal,
Call for his family tonight, they will fear,
In the cabin stood Casey Jones,
Look out the windows, see my drag wheel roll.
One sunday morning in a driving rain,
Around the curve came a passenger train,
Mrs. Casey when she heard the news
Bold engineer but he's dead and gone. Sitting at her bedside she was lacing up her shoes
Children, children now catch your breath,
You will draw a pension if your Papa's dead.
Children, children now can you hear,
Tell me Mama what do you mean by that?
Get your hat, put it on your head,
Go to town, see your Daddy's dead,
If they ride, let them ride rock,
Casey said just before he died,
Put their trust in the hands of God.
Fix the blinds so that the bums can ride,
Casey said just before he died,
Two more roads that I want to ride.
Gold Colorado and the Santa FePeople said, what roads, Casey, can they be?.
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