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When my liquor cabinet is empty
And the local package store is closed
I am paid a visit by an enemy
And the s.o.b. goes by bully jones
He loves
knew by the engine's moan
That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones

He pulled up within two miles of the place
There number four stared him straight
at the crossing
With an awful shrill
The switchman knew
By the engines moan
That the man at the throttle
Was Casey Jones
Casey got to that certain place
Old
came long, lean, lanky Jones

Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack
You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that I got back
Down
at the crossing
With an awful shrill
The switchman knew
By the engines moan
That the man at the throttle
Was Casey Jones
Casey got to that certain place
Old
at the same cafe,

Six-thirty I know she'll be there,
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our favorite song.
Me and Mrs., Mrs.
came long, lean, lanky Jones

Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack
You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that I got back
Down
came long, lean, lanky Jones

Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack
You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that I got back
Down
at the same cafe
Six-thirty I know she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our favorite song

Me and Mrs., Mrs.
came long, lean, lanky Jones

Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack
You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that I got back
Down
came long, lean, lanky Jones

Commercial came on, so I got up to get myself a snack
You should've seen what was goin' on by the time that I got back
Down
Six-thirty, I know she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our favorite song

Me and Mrs., Mrs. Jones, Mrs. Jones, Mrs.
I'm up on the wagon I'm a hell of a saint
But I'll be damned if there ain't another town to paint
Just down the road man it's a game that I can't win
at the crossing
With an awful shrill
The switchman knew
By the engines moan
That the man at the throttle
Was Casey Jones
Casey got to that certain place
Old
The switchman knew by the engine's moan
That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones
When he was within six miles of the place
There No. 4 stared him straight
at the crossing
With an awful shrill
The switchman knew
By the engines moan
That the man at the throttle
Was Casey Jones
Casey got to that certain place
Old
deliver them bones

And I've got a lorry, it's me own bone shaker
Where's there old knuckle joints, I'll be the undertaker
I'll come calling 'round just
at the same cafe
Six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the juke box plays our favorite songs

Me
A long time ago 
In a town in Tennessee 
There lived a man 
And he was brave as he could be 
By the sweat of his brow 
He earned fortune
Reno hill
He whistled for the crossing with an awful shrill
The switchman knew by the engine's moan
That the man at the throttle was Casey Jones
When
at the same café
Six thirty, I know she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our favorite song

Me and Mrs., Mrs. Jones
cafe
Six-thirty, I know she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our favorite song

Me and Mrs., Mrs. Jones
please be strong 
Autumn Jones 
Remember sitting watching years just pass you by 
Why weren't you feeling all those dreams you held inside 
Life never lies
Six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the juke box plays our favorite songs

Me and Mrs., Mrs. Jones (Mrs.
on by the time I got back
Down in the old abandoned mine sweet Sue was a havin' fits
That villain said gimme the deed to your ranch or I'll blow you all