Casey Jones The Union Scab

Intro
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Verse 1
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The workers on the S.P. Line for strike sent out a call
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But Casey Jones, the engineer, he wouldn't strike at all
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His boiler it was leakin' and the drivers on the bum
        N.C.
And the engines and the bearin' they were all outta plumb

Chorus 1
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Casey Jones kept his junk-pile runnin'
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Casey Jones was workin' double time
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Casey Jones got a wooden medal
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For bein' good and faithful on the S.P. Line

Verse 2
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The workers said to Casey: "Won't you help us win this strike?"
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But Casey said: "Let me alone, you'd better take a hike."
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Well, Casey's wheezy engine ran right off the wheezy track
N.C.
And Casey hit the river with an awful smack

Chorus 2
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Casey Jones hit the river bottom
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Casey Jones broke his bloomin' spine
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Casey Jones turned into an angel
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He got a trip to Heaven on the S.P. Line

Verse 3
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When Casey got to Heaven, way up to that Pearly Gate
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He said: "I'm Casey Jones, the guy that pulled the S.P. freight."
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"You're just the man," said Peter, "our musicians are on strike;"
N.C.
You can get a job a-scabbin' any time you like."

Chorus 3
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Casey Jones got a job in Heaven
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Casey Jones was doin' mighty fine
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Casey Jones went scabbin' on the angels
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Just like he did to workers on the S.P. Line

Verse 4
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Well the angels got together, they said it wasn't fair
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For Casey Jones to go around a-scabbin' everywhere
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The Angels' Union Number 23, they sure were there
N.C.
They promptly fired Casey down the Golden Stair

Chorus 4
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Casey Jones a-went to Hell a-flyin'
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"Casey Jones," the Devil said, "Oh, fine:
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Casey Jones, get busy shovelin' sulfur;
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It's what you get for scabbin' on the S.P. Line."