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 He'd wake up the people all along the line Lord how the boogie make the whistle whine He said to the driver better oversee Gonna make this rabbit do the boogie beat 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