Letras
Come all you rounders if you want to hear
A story about a brave engineer
Casey Jones was the rounder's name
On a six-eight wheeler, boys, he won his fame
The caller called Casey at a half past four
Kissed his wife at the station door
Mounted to the cabin with his orders in his hand
And he took his farewell trip to that promised land
Casey Jones, mounted to the cabin
Casey Jones, with his orders in his hand
Casey Jones, mounted to the cabin
And he took his farewell trip to that promised land
Put in your water and shovel in your coal
Put your head out the window, watch the drivers roll
I'll run her 'til she leaves the rail
'Cause I'm eight hours late with that Western mail
He looked at his watch and the watch was slow
He looked at the water and the water was low
He turned to the fireman and he said
"We're gonna reach Frisco but we'll all be dead"
Casey Jones, gonna reach Frisco
Casey Jones, but we'll all be dead
Casey Jones, gonna reach Frisco
We're gonna reach Frisco but we'll all be dead
Casey pulled up that Reno hill
Tooted for the crossing with an awful shrill
The switchman knew by the engine's moan
That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones
He pulled up within two miles of the place
Number four stared him right in the face
He turned to the fireman, said "Boy, you better jump
'Cause there's two locomotives that are going to bump"
Casey Jones, two locomotives
Casey Jones, that are going to bump
Casey Jones, two locomotives
There's two locomotives that are going to bump
Casey said just before he died
"There's two more roads that I'd like to ride"
The fireman said "What can they be?"
He said "The Southern Pacific and the Santa Fe"
Mrs. Jones sat on her bed a-sighin'
Just received the message that Casey was dyin'
Said "Go to bed, children, and hush your cryin'
'Cause you got another papa on the Salt Lake line"
Mrs. Casey Jones, got another papa
Mrs. Casey Jones on the Salt Lake line
Mrs. Casey Jones, got another papa
You've got another papa on the Salt Lake line