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Skimbleshanks the cat
The cat of the train

a whisper down the line at eleven thirty-nine
When the Night ready to depart
Saying, "Skimble, where is
Has he to hunt the thimble?
We must find him or the can't start"

All the guards and all the
And the station master's
be searchin' high and low
Saying, "Skimble, is Skimble?
For unless very nimble
Then the Night Mail can't go"

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

he gave one flash of his glass-green eyes
And the signal went 'All
They'd be off at last for the part
of the Northern

Skimbleshanks, the cat
The cat of the railway

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

the corridor he paces and examines all the faces
Of the travelers in the and the third
He establishes control by a regular
And he'd know at once if occurred

He would watch you winking
And he saw you were thinking
And it's certain he didn't approve
Of hilarity and riot so folk were very quiet
Skimble was about and on the move

You could play no with Skimbleshanks
He's a cat that couldn't be
So went 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 with a newly sheet
And not a speck of upon the floor

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

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

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

Skimbleshanks, the cat
The cat of the train

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

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

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

And he you a wave of his long, brown tail
says "I'll see you again"
You will without fail on the Midnight Mail
The cat of the train

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