As primeras 36 linias.
'Tis morning.
'Tis morning!
Ah, 'tis morning, and all the trains in the railroad yard are fast asleep.
All except Casey's. His engine is slow asleep.
Hey. Good morning, Casey.
Get off!
Get off!
Help!
Eeeeegads!
Ha-ha. Didn't think we'd make it, did you?
Drat!
Nice day, wasn't it?
Take out the brakes. Train's got the shakes.
Egad!
What now, brown cow?
Beat it, bossy. I'm busy. Got a date, and I'm late.
You old cow, you old cow.
Fresh, homogenized.
Pasteurized. Motorized.
Somebody's on the wrong track. Egad!
- I'll save you. - Oh, help, save me.
My hero.
Curses!
Foiled again!
What do you know? She mail.
He who wrecks a train on a hillside is not on the level.
Going down.
Not in condition. Smokes too much.
Ahh.
Heigh-ho, silverware!
Hey, Casey, you've got company.
Anybody we know?
Take that. And that.
And that.
And that.
And that and that and that.
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