(GriffinHorton, Darling, Gabler)
Casey Jones was a mighty man, now he's resting in the Promised Land
The only thing 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
Woo woo, wah wah, woo woo, wah wah Woo woo, wah wah, woo woo, wah wah
He made the freight train boogie as he rolled down the line
I'm headed for the station with my pack on my back,
I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I just love the rhythm of the clickity-clack,
I hear the whistle blowing, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellas named Mac,
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie, woo woo, woo woo ch'boogie
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie, take me right back to the track, Jack
You reach your destination and alas and alack,
You need some compensation to get back in the black
You take a morning paper from the top of the stack
and read the situation from the front to the back
The only job that's open needs a man with a knack,
take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie, woo woo, woo woo ch'boogie
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie, take me right back to the track, Jack
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie, woo woo, woo woo ch'boogie
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie,
He made the freight train boogie as he rolled down the line