Pete Seeger - Joe Hill’s Casey Jones lyrics
[Pete Seeger - Joe Hill’s Casey Jones lyrics]
The workers on the SP line for
Strike sent out a call
But Casey Jones the engineer he
Wouldn't strike at all
His boiler it was leakin' and
The drivers on the bum
And the engines and the bearin' they
Were all out o' plum
Casey Jones, kept his junkpile runnin'
Casey Jones, was doin' double-time
Casey Jones, got a wooden medal
For bein' good and faithful on the SP line
Well the workers said to Casey "Won't
You help us win this strike"
But Casey said "Let me alone
You'd better take hike"
Well Casey's wheezy engine ran right
Off the wheezy track
And Casey hit the river with an awful smack
Casey Jones, hit the river bottom
Casey Jones, broke his bloomin' spine
Casey Jones, became an angelino
He took a trip to heaven on the SP line
Well Casey got to heaven
Way up to that pearly gate
He said "I'm Casey Jones
The guy that pulled the SP freight"
"You're just the man" said Peter
"our musicians are on strike
You can get a job a-scabbin'
Any time you like"
Casey Jones, got a job in heaven
Casey Jones, was doin' mighty fine
Casey Jones, went scabbin' on the angels
Just like he did to workers on the SP line
Well the angels got together
They said it wasn't fair
For Casey Jones to go
Around a-scabbin' everywhere
The angels union number twenty-three
They sure were there
They promptly fired Casey down
The golden stair
Casey Jones, went to hell a-flyin'
Casey Jones, the devil said "Oh fine
Casey Jones, get busy shovellin' sulphur
It's what ya get for scabbin'
On the SP line"
Strike sent out a call
But Casey Jones the engineer he
Wouldn't strike at all
His boiler it was leakin' and
The drivers on the bum
And the engines and the bearin' they
Were all out o' plum
Casey Jones, kept his junkpile runnin'
Casey Jones, was doin' double-time
Casey Jones, got a wooden medal
For bein' good and faithful on the SP line
Well the workers said to Casey "Won't
You help us win this strike"
But Casey said "Let me alone
You'd better take hike"
Well Casey's wheezy engine ran right
Off the wheezy track
And Casey hit the river with an awful smack
Casey Jones, hit the river bottom
Casey Jones, broke his bloomin' spine
Casey Jones, became an angelino
He took a trip to heaven on the SP line
Well Casey got to heaven
Way up to that pearly gate
He said "I'm Casey Jones
The guy that pulled the SP freight"
"You're just the man" said Peter
"our musicians are on strike
You can get a job a-scabbin'
Any time you like"
Casey Jones, got a job in heaven
Casey Jones, was doin' mighty fine
Casey Jones, went scabbin' on the angels
Just like he did to workers on the SP line
Well the angels got together
They said it wasn't fair
For Casey Jones to go
Around a-scabbin' everywhere
The angels union number twenty-three
They sure were there
They promptly fired Casey down
The golden stair
Casey Jones, went to hell a-flyin'
Casey Jones, the devil said "Oh fine
Casey Jones, get busy shovellin' sulphur
It's what ya get for scabbin'
On the SP line"