4 acessos
Casey Jones he was a mighty man
But now he's resting in the promised land
The kind of music he could understand
Was an eight wheel driver under his command
He made the freight train boogie all the time
He made the freight train boogie as he rolled down the line
When the fireman started ringing the bell
Everybody hung around to tell
Casey Jones was a coming to town
On a six eight wheeler that was flat on the ground