Lyrics:

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