Lyrics:
this stroll
And every time his feet get to go in one way
Here comes a new dance and it's goin' to stray
Chicks told Casey, you better move man
This
Jack and Jill
Every time his funny little whistle sounds
Everybody hurries to the Circus grounds
Time for lemonade and crackerjacks
Casey Junior's back
We'll be on time or we're leavin' the rails
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin...
Dead on the rail was a passenger train blood was a boilin' in Casey's
you Casey
This time I may just run
I need to know
Would you chase me?
Casey am I the one?
Hmm
Tonight you're pacing
There's something that's on your
Every Jack and Jill
Every time his funny little whistle sounds
Everybody hurries to the circus grounds
Time for lemonade and Cracker Jacks
Casey
Car rides with he, that's how I spend most of My time with Casey, with Casey, with Casey,
Bumpin' Franky, and now he's gone for School.
I hate that I
this stroll
And every time his feet get to go in one way
Here comes a new dance and it's goin' to stray
Chicks told Casey, you better move man
This
drivers on the bum
And his engine and its bearings, they were all out of plumb
Casey Jones kept his junk pile running
Casey Jones was working double time
on time or we're leavin' the rails
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin
Dead on the rail was a passenger train blood was a boilin' in Casey's brain
Casey
on time or we're leavin' the rails
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin...
Dead on the rail was a passenger train blood was a boilin' in Casey's brain
Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed
Trouble ahead, trouble behind
And you know that notion just crossed
Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed
Trouble ahead, trouble behind
And you know that notion just crossed
Casey Jones was his name
Then on that fatal night
He made his final run
Near Vaughan, Mississippi
He knew his time had come
Too late he saw
boogie
All the time
He made the freight train boogie
As he rolled down the line
Casey Jones he was a mighty man
But now he's resting in the promised
Down in front of Casey's old brown wooden stoop
On a summer's evening we formed a merry group
Boys and girls together we would sing and waltz
ev'ry day says it doesn't matter
Bases are loaded and Casey's at bat
Playin' it play by play
Time to change the batter
And we don't need the ladies
down the avenue
Think about what else to do
Hey-ho Let's go
No time like the present
And no time left
Casey Jones on the stereo
We listen while we're
Come all you rounders if you wanna hear
The story about a brave engineer
Casey Jones was the roller's name on a
68 wheeler course he won his fame
Driving that train, high on cocaine
Casey Jones, you better watch your speed
Trouble ahead, trouble behind
And you know that notion just crossed my
of Sundays
She'd smell the whiskey through that phone
I can't stand to hear her heartbreak
Next week I see my brother Casey for the first time
Since it all
was the last time
That time Casey was layin' up in the South Memphis yard waitin' for train time
Mrs. Casey was havin' a bad time Mrs Casey was havin'
Preacher Casey, and they had a little drink
But they found that his family they was gone
He found that his family they was gone
He found his mother's
down the line,
But Casey didn't know it he was trying to make up time,
Casey, won't you let me ride?
Casey, won't you let me ride?
The poor man cried,
Casey Mabbitt, yeah
Shoutout Dayton and Chris
When I met you I was lazy, I was lost
I was alone
Ooh, Casey
Came to me at my time of need
Can't forgive you
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