Casey Jones

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    Come all you rounders that want to hear,
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    the story 'bout a brave engineer.
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    Casey Jones was the rounder's name,
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    on a six-eight wheeler, boys, he rode to fame.

    The caller called Casey at half past four,
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    he kissed his wife at the station door.
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    He climbed in his cabin with the orders in his hand,
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    said: This is the trip to the promised land.

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Casey Jones climbed in his cabin,
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Casey Jones, orders in his hand.
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Casey Jones leaning out the window,
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making a trip to the promised land.

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    Through South Memphis you`re all gonna fly!
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    Rain`s been falling, and the water was high.
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    Everybody knew by the engine`s moan,
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    that the man at the rudder was Casey Jones.

    Well, Jones, said the fireman, don`t you fret!
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    Sam, Jones said, I ain`t a given up yet.
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    We`re eight hours late with the southbound mail,
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    be on time, or we`re leaving the rails.

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Casey Jones climbed in his cabin,
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Casey Jones, orders in his hand.
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Casey Jones leaning out the window,
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making a trip to the promised land.

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    Dead on the trail was a passenger train,
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    blood was a-flowing in Casey`s brain.
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    Casey said: Hey, look out ahead!
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    Slow down! Slow down! Or we`ll all be dead.

    With a hand on the whistle and a hand on the brake,
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    North Mississippi was wide awake.
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    I see, railroad officials said,
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    he`s a good engineer, but be a-lying dead.

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Casey Jones climbed in his cabin,
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Casey Jones, orders in his hand.
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Casey Jones leaning out the window,
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making a trip to the promised land.

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    Headaches and heartaches and all kinds of pain,
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    are all the part of the railroad train.
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    Sweat `n` toil, the good and the grand,
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    are part of the life of a railroad-man.

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Casey Jones climbed in his cabin,
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Casey Jones, orders in his hand.
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Casey Jones leaning out the window,
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making a trip to the promised land.