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Skimbleshanks the cat
The cat of the railway

There's a whisper down the line at thirty-nine
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 master's
Would be high and low
Saying, "Skimble, is Skimble?
For he's very nimble
the Night Mail just can't go"

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

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

Skimbleshanks, the cat
The cat of the train

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

they crept into their cosy berth
And up the counterpane
They all could reflect, it was very nice
To know they 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 train

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

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

They might see me at Dumfries if I summoned by
If there was anything they to know about
When they got to there they did not have to wait
For Skimbleshanks would help 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 railway

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