K.C. Jones (Part II)

Lyrics

Early in the morning was drizzling rain Round the curve come a passenger train People could tell by the throttle moan That the engineer was ol' Casey Jones Casey Jones The man at the throttle was Casey Jones Casey looked at his water, water was low Looked at his watch and his watch was slow Casey told the passengers, "keep it hid We gonna shake it like Mr. Chainey did Like Chainey did" Natural born shakin' like Chainey did Lord, the people told Casеy "You're run over time" You'll run a collision with thе 109" Casey said, "This engine is mine I would run in glory less I make my time Less I make my time I'd run in glory less I make my time" Mr. Casey run his engine a mile of the place The 109 slapped him dead in the face The depot told Casey, "Well, you must leave town" "Believe to my soul, I'm Alabama bound Alabama bound" "Believe to my soul, I'm Alabama bound" On the road again On the road again Mrs. Casey said she dreamt a dream The other night about her sewing machine She broke her needle, she could not sew She loved Mr. Casey and she told me so And she told me so Oh, she Loved Mr. Casey 'cause she told me so Woke up this morning at a quarter to nine Two little children at my doorstep cryin' Children, children won't you hush your breath Collect another pension from your father's death From your father's death Hmm On the road again