here comes dan with his old banjo beating out the rhythm on casey jones says people let me tell you bout a man i know drinkin his whiskey right down on the road well i ain t gonna drink no more no more if i can t drink down at rob s i ll lay right here on the floor man till the janitor comes around i ain t seen jimmy in bout half a year lord knows i d find him down here sittin in the corner sippin on a beer snappin those strings like he don t have a care well i ain t gonna drink no more no more if i can t drink down at rob s i ll lay right here on the floor man till the janitor comes around all you men and women runnin hand in hand comin down to rob s for to hear that band put your money in this here coffee can if you ain t gonna drink well you might as well dance well i ain t gonna drink no more no more if i can t drink down at rob s i ll lay right here on the floor man till the janitor comes around rob ll play you tune on a wednesday night well there ain t a better place to get out of the light till he shuts it all down and locks it up tight and i ll probably sleep out in the lawn tonight well i ain t gonna drink no more no more if i can t drink down at rob s i ll lay right here on the floor man till the janitor comes around well i ain t gonna drink no more no more if i can t drink down at rob s i ll lay right here on the floor man till the janitor comes around