Pete Seeger - Casey Jones Lyrics
Casey JonesCome all you roundersIf you want to hearThe story of a brave engineerCasey JonesWas the rounders nameOn the big six wheelerBoys he made his fameWell the caller called Caseybout half past fourHe kissed his wifeAt the station doorHe stepped into the cabinWith the orders in his handSaid Im gonna to take my tripTo the promised landCasey JonesStepped into the cabinCasey JonesOrders in his handCasey JonesStepped into the cabinSaid Im gonna to take my tripTo the promised landHe looked at the water andThe water was lowHe looked at his watchHis watch was slowHe looked at the firemanThe fire and saidBoy were gonna reach BristolBut well all be deadCasey pulled upThat Reno hillHe blew at the crossingWith an awful shrillThe switchman knewBy the engines moanThat the man at the throttleWas Casey JonesCasey got to that certain placeOld Number NineStared him straight in the faceHe said to the firemanBoy, youd better jumpCause there are 2 locomotivesAnd theyre bound to bumpCasey JonesTwo locomotivesCasey JonesAnd theyre bound to bumpCasey JonesTwo locomotivesTwo locomotivesAnd theyre bound to bumpWell, Mrs. Casey JonesShe sat there on the bedShe got the telegramThat her poor husband was deadShe said Go to bed childrenAnd hush your cryinYou got another poppaon the Salt LakelineCasey JonesGot another poppaCasey JonesOn the Salt Lake LineCasey JonesGot another poppaYou got another poppaOn the Salt Lake Line
