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Skimbleshanks the cat
The cat of the train

There's a whisper down the at eleven thirty-nine
the Night Mail's ready to depart
Saying, "Skimble, is Skimble?
Has he gone to hunt the
We must find him or the can't start"

All the guards and all the
And the master's daughters
Would be high and low
Saying, "Skimble, is Skimble?
For unless he's very
Then the Mail just can't go"

At eleven forty-two with the overdue
And the all frantic to a man
That's I would appear and I'd saunter 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 for the northern part
of the Northern

Skimbleshanks, the cat
The cat of the train

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

Down the he paces and examines all the faces
Of the in the first and the third
He establishes control by a patrol
And he'd know at once if anything

He watch you without winking
And he saw you were thinking
And it's that he didn't approve
Of hilarity and riot so that folk were quiet
When Skimble was and on the move

You could play no pranks with
He's a cat that couldn't be
So nothing wrong on the Northern Mail
When was aboard

It was very pleasant when found their little den
With their written up on the door
And the berth was very neat with a newly folded
And not a speck of dust the floor

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

Then the guard looked in politely and ask you very brightly
"Do you like your tea weak or strong?"
But I was right behind him and was ready to him
For Skimble let anything go wrong

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

Skimbleshanks, the cat
The cat of the railway

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

They were fast asleep at and so they never knew
That I was up and down the station
They were sleeping all the while I was at Carlisle
Where I met the station with elation

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

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

You will meet without on the Midnight Mail
The cat of the train