Git along, there! Shake a wheel--'s the last time you haul Casey around.

Casey's goin' to step high, wide and handsome.

Sixty miles _an hour_, or he'll ask for his money back.

They can't step too fast for Casey! Blue--if I get me a lady friend with yella hair, mebby she'll show up better in a blue car than she will in a white-and-red.

This here turnout has got to be tasty and have class.