Casey Jones said before he died
Two more trains that he wanted to ride
The fireman asked him what could that be
He said, "The Southern Pacific and the Santa Fe,
Santa Fe, oh the Santa Fe, Southern Pacific and the Santa Fe."
The oldest boy come runnin' home from school
He was hollerin' and cryin' like a doggone fool
"Hush your mouth, and don't you come here with that.
You got another daddy on the same track,
On the same track, you got another daddy on the same track."
Casey Jones' wife, she got the news
She was settin' on the bed, bucklin' up her shoes
Told the children to "Hush your cryin',
You got another daddy on the same line,
On the same line, you got another daddy on the same line."
Casey Jones said before he died,
Fix the train so the bums couldn't ride
They ride a'tall, they had to ride the rods
Trust their lives in the hands of God
Hands of God, in the hands of God, trust their lives in the hands of God
Old big engine with the star-lit face
Come on around about the lonesome place
The whistle blowed and the bell, it rung
He's a good engineerman but he's dead and gone
He's dead and gone, he's a good engineerman but he's dead and gone