Casey Jones

Woke up this morning it was drizzling rain 'Round the curb come passing to train Under the wheel was a Casey Jones He had met a man but he dead and gone yeah he dead and gone Another great man he dead and gone Mister Casey walked down on Allison Lane Two policemen looking and know his name Taken him down to the station house He has notched a bone running and they tore him out Lord they tore him out Notched a bone running and they tore him out Miss Casey says she dreamt a dream The night she busted her sewing machine Broke her needle and couldn't sew She'd love old Casey and she told me so Yeah she told me so Love old Casey and she told me so So dear Now you wanna go heaven when you D-I-E Well put on your collar and your T-I-E Wanna chase a rabbit out of L-O-G You gotta cause a commotion like a D-O-G Like a D-O-G Oooh D-O-G Well my name is Alice Rye Said I will write Mister Casey until I die Ain't good looking but it takes my time as a rumbling woman with a rumbling mind Oh rumbling mind Rumbling woman with a rumbling mind Now Casey told Fineman just before he died There's one more road I'd like to ride Fineman said, "What road is it?" He said Southern Pacific and Santa Fe Oh Santa Fe The Southern Pacific and Santa Fe Go ahead Casey Ride Hmmmm