Casey Jones the Union Scab Words: Joe Hill Tune: Casey Jones (Trad) When Casey Jones got up to heaven The workers on the railway line to to the Pearly Gate, strike sent out a call; He said: Casey Jones, the guy “I’m But Casey Jones the engineer, he who pulled the railway freight.” strike at all; just the said wouldn’t “You’re man,” Peter, “our His boiler it was leaking and its drivers musicians went on strike; on the bum, You can get a job a-scabbing any time And his engine and its bearings, they you like.” were all out of plumb. Casey Jones kept his junk pile running; Casey Jones got a job in heaven; Casey Jones was working double time; Casey Jones was doing mighty fine; Casey Jones got a wooden medal, Casey Jones went scabbing on the For being good and faithful on the angels, railway line. Just like he did to workers on the railway line. The workers said to you Casey: “Won’t help us win this The angels got together and they said strike?” But Casey me it fair said: “Let alone, you’d wasn’t better take a For Casey Jones to go around hike.” Then engine ran right scabbing everywhere. Casey’s wheezy off the worn-out track, The Angel Union No 23, they sure And Casey hit the river with an awful were there, crack. And they promptly fired Casey down the Golden Stair. Casey Jones hit the river bottom; Casey Jones broke his blooming spine; Casey Jones went to Hell a-flying; Casey Jones was an Angeleno, the fine; “Casey Jones,” Devil said, “Oh He took a trip to heaven on the railway Casey Jones, get busy shovelling line sulphur- what you get for on That’s the railway line!”
Casey Jones the Union Scab Words: Joe Hill Tune: Casey Jones (Trad) The workers on the railway line to strike sent out a call; But Casey Jones the engineer, he wouldn’t strike at all; His boiler it was leaking and its drivers on the bum, And his engine and its bearings, they were all out of plumb. Casey Jones kept his junk pile running; Casey Jones was working double time; Casey Jones got a wooden medal, For being good and faithful on the railway line. The workers said to Casey: “Won’t you help us win this strike?” But Casey said: “Let me alone, you’d better take a hike.” Then Casey’s wheezy engine ran right off the worn-out track, And Casey hit the river with an awful crack. Casey Jones hit the river bottom; Casey Jones broke his blooming spine; Casey Jones was an Angeleno, He took a trip to heaven on the railway line When Casey Jones got up to heaven to the Pearly Gate, He said: “I’m Casey Jones, the guy who pulled the railway freight.” “You’re just the man,” said Peter, “our musicians went on strike; You can get a job a-scabbing any time you like.” Casey Jones got a job in heaven; Casey Jones was doing mighty fine; Casey Jones went scabbing on the angels, Just like he did to workers on the railway line. The angels got together and they said it wasn’t fair For Casey Jones to go around everywhere. The Angel Union No 23, they sure were there, And they promptly fired Casey down the Golden Stair. Casey Jones went to Hell a-flying; “Casey Jones,” the Devil said, “Oh fine; Casey Jones, get busy shovelling sulphur- That’s what you get for scabbing on the railway line!”
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