Casey Jones Lyrics - Jerry Garcia

One Sunday morning, in the driving rain 

Around the bend came a passenger train 

In the cabin stood Casey Jones 

Noble engineer but he's dead and gone (note 2) 

Mrs Casey when she heard the news 

Sitting on her bedside, she was lacing up her shoes 

Children, children now hold your breath (note 3) 

You will draw a pension at your Papa's death 

Children, children now get your hat 

Tell me Mama what do you mean by that? 

Get your hat, put it on your head 

Go down town, see your daddy is dead (note 4) 

Casey said before he died 

Fix the blinds so that the bums can't ride (note 5) 

If they ride, let them ride the rods 

Put their trust in the hand of God