Casey Jones was an old engineer
Call for his family tonight, they will fear
All I need is my water and coal
Look out the windows, see my drag wheel roll
One sunday morning in a driving rain
Around the curve came a passenger train
In the cabin stood Casey Jones
Bold engineer but he's dead and gone
Mrs. Casey when she heard the news
Sitting at her bedside she was lacing up her shoes
Children, children now catch your breath
You will draw a pension if your Papa's dead
Children, children now can you hear
Tell me Mama what do you mean by that?
Get your hat, put it on your head
Go to town, see your Daddy's dead
Casey said just before he died
Fix the blinds so that the bums can ride
If they ride, let them ride rock
Put their trust in the hands of God
Casey said just before he died
Two more roads that I want to ride
People said, what roads, Casey, can they be?
Gold Colorado and the Santa Fe