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Skimbleshanks the cat
The cat of the railway

There's a whisper down the at eleven thirty-nine
When the Night Mail's to depart
Saying, "Skimble, where is
Has he gone to the thimble?
We must 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
Then the Night 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 to the rear
I'd been busy in the van

he gave one flash of his glass-green eyes
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 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 he paces and examines all the faces
Of the travelers in the first and the
He establishes by a regular patrol
And he'd at once if anything occurred

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

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

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

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

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

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 railway

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

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

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

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

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