Johnny Cash - Casey Jones lyrics
[Johnny Cash - Casey Jones lyrics]
Come all you rounders if you want to
Hear the story about a brave engineer
Casey Jones was the roller's name on a
68 wheeler course he won his fame
Caller called Casey about half past four he
Kissed his wife at the station door
He climbed in the cabin with
His orders in his hand
Said this is the trip to the Promised Land
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin Casey
Jones orders in his hand
Casey Jones leaning out the window taking
A trip to the Promised Land
Through South Memphis Yards on
A fly rain been
A falling and the water was high
Everybody knew by the engine's moan that the
Man at the throttle was Casey Jones
Well Jones said fireman now don't
You fret Sam Webb
Said we are not a giving up yet
We are eight hours late
With the southbound mail
We'll be on time or we are leaving the rails
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin
Dead on the rail was a passenger train
Blood was a boiling in Casey's brain
Casey said hey now look out ahead jump
Sam jump or we'll all be dead
With a hand on a whistle and a hand
On a brake north Mississippi was wide awake
I see railroad official said he's a good
Engineer to be a laying dead
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin
Headaches and heartaches and all
Kinds of pain
All the part of a railroad train
Sweat and toil the good and the grand part
Of the life of a railroad man
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin
Hear the story about a brave engineer
Casey Jones was the roller's name on a
68 wheeler course he won his fame
Caller called Casey about half past four he
Kissed his wife at the station door
He climbed in the cabin with
His orders in his hand
Said this is the trip to the Promised Land
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin Casey
Jones orders in his hand
Casey Jones leaning out the window taking
A trip to the Promised Land
Through South Memphis Yards on
A fly rain been
A falling and the water was high
Everybody knew by the engine's moan that the
Man at the throttle was Casey Jones
Well Jones said fireman now don't
You fret Sam Webb
Said we are not a giving up yet
We are eight hours late
With the southbound mail
We'll be on time or we are leaving the rails
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin
Dead on the rail was a passenger train
Blood was a boiling in Casey's brain
Casey said hey now look out ahead jump
Sam jump or we'll all be dead
With a hand on a whistle and a hand
On a brake north Mississippi was wide awake
I see railroad official said he's a good
Engineer to be a laying dead
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin
Headaches and heartaches and all
Kinds of pain
All the part of a railroad train
Sweat and toil the good and the grand part
Of the life of a railroad man
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin