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One Sunday morning, look showerin' rain
'Round the bend come the passenger train
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In the cabin was Casey Jones
Noble engineer but he's dead and gone

Mrs Casey she heard the news
Sitting on her bed, she was lacing up her shoes
Children, children now catch your breath
You will draw a pension at your Papa's death

Children, children now get your hat
Tell me Mama what do you mean by that?
Get your hat, put it on your head
Go on to town, see your papa is dead (note 4)

Casey said before he died
Fix the blinds so that the bums can't ride
If they ride, let them ride the rods
Put their trust in the hand of God

Casey said before he died
Two more roads that I want to ride
People said, what roads Casey can they be?
Old Colorado and the Santa Fe

Casey Jones was an old engineer (note 1)
Called for his fireman, tonight he will fear
All I need is my water and coal
Look out the window, see my driving wheel roll