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Skimbleshanks the cat
The cat of the railway

There's a whisper down the line at eleven
When the Night ready to depart
Saying, "Skimble, is Skimble?
Has he gone to the thimble?
We find him or the train can't start"

All the and all the porters
And the station daughters
Would be searchin' and low
Saying, "Skimble, where is
For he's very nimble
Then the Night just can't go"

At eleven forty-two with the signal
And the all frantic to a man
That's when I would appear and I'd to the rear
I'd been in the luggage van

Then he gave one flash of his glass-green
And the signal went 'All
be off at last for the northern part
of the Hemisphere

Skimbleshanks, the cat
The cat of the train

You might say that by and
It was me who was in
Of the Car Express
From the driver and the
To the playing cards
I supervise them all, more or less

Down the corridor he paces and examines all the
Of the travelers in the first and the
He control by a regular patrol
And he'd know at once if anything

He would watch you without
And he saw what you thinking
And certain that he didn't approve
Of hilarity and riot so folk were very quiet
Skimble was about and on the move

You could play no pranks with
He's a cat that be ignored
So nothing wrong on the Northern Mail
When Skimbleshanks was

It was very pleasant when they'd found their den
With their name written up on the
And the berth was very neat a newly folded sheet
And not a speck of dust the floor

There was every sort of light, you make it dark or bright
And a button you could to make a breeze
And a funny little you're supposed to wash your face in
And a crank to shut the should you sneeze

Then the guard in politely and would ask you very brightly
"Do you like your morning tea or strong?"
But I was right behind him and was to remind him
For Skimble won't let go wrong

When they crept into their cosy
And pulled up the
They all reflect, that it was very nice
To know that wouldn't be bothered by mice
They can leave all to the railway cat
The cat of the railway

Skimbleshanks, the cat
The cat of the railway

In the watches of the night, I was always and bright
Every now and then I'd a cup of tea
With perhaps a drop of Scotch while I was keepin' on the
Only stopping here and to catch a flea

They were fast asleep at Crewe and so they never
That I was walkin' up and down the
were sleeping all the while I was busy at Carlisle
Where I met the station master elation

They might see me at Dumfries if I by police
If there was anything ought to know about
When got to Gallowgate there they did not have to wait
For Skimbleshanks would them to get out

And he gives you a of his long, brown tail
says "I'll see you again"
You will meet fail on the Midnight Mail
The cat of the railway

You will meet without fail on the Midnight
The cat of the railway