Pete Seeger - Joe Hill's "Casey Jones" lyrics

The workers on the S.P. line for strike sent out a call But Casey Jones the engineer he wouldn't strike at all His boiler it was leakin' and the drivers on the bum And the engines and the bearin' they were all out o' plum Casey Jones, kept his junkpile runnin' Casey Jones, was doin' double-time Casey Jones, got a wooden medal For bein' good and faithful on the S.P. line Well the workers said to Casey "Won't you help us win this strike" But Casey said "Let me alone, you'd better take hike" Well Casey's wheezy engine ran right off the wheezy track And Casey hit the river with an awful smack Casey Jones, hit the river bottom Casey Jones, broke his bloomin' spine Casey Jones, became an angelino He took a trip to heaven on the S.P. line Well Casey got to heaven, way up to that pearly gate He said "I'm Casey Jones, the guy that pulled the S.P. freight" "You're just the man" said Peter, "our musicians are on strike You can get a job a-scabbin' any time you like" Casey Jones, got a job in heaven Casey Jones, was doin' mighty fine Casey Jones, went scabbin' on the angels Just like he did to workers on the S.P. line Well the angels got together, they said it wasn't fair For Casey Jones to go around a-scabbin' everywhere The angels union number twenty-three they sure were there They promptly fired Casey down the golden stair Casey Jones, went to hell a-flyin' Casey Jones, the devil said "Oh fine Casey Jones, get busy shovellin' sulphur It's what ya get for scabbin' on the S.P. line"