Skimbleshanks: The Railway Cat

Skimbleshanks The Railway Cat is one of the cats we are introduced to directly.

Context
After the quiet melancholy of Gus' song ending, Old Deuteronomy calls for a change of pace and wakes up Skimbleshanks, who's been dozing on the car boot. This number is upbeat and fun, all the cats collaborating to act out Skimble's train passengers etc, to illustrate his story. The Cats collect bits and pieces of junk and assemble them into the shape of a train engine, but unfortunately just before Skimble can present his masterpiece to Old Deut, it falls apart as the cats lose coordination and concentration. But with a laugh and a shrug, Skimble moves on.

Lyrics
Skimbleshanks, the railway cat The cat of the railway train!

There's a whisper down the line at 11:39 When the Night Mail's ready to depart Saying "Skimble! Where is Skimble? Has he gone to hunt the thimble? We must find him or the train can't start!"

All the guards and all the porters and the station master's daughters Would be searching high and low Saying "Skimble! Where is Skimble? For unless he's very nimble Then the Night Mail just can't go!"

At 11:42 with the signal overdue, And the passengers all frantic to a man That's when I would appear, and I'd saunter to the rear I'd been busy in the luggage van

Then he gave a flash of his glass green eyes And the signal went all clear! They'd be off at last for the northern part Of the Northern Hemisphere!

Skimbleshanks the railway cat! The cat of the railway train!

You could say that by and large It was me who was in charge Of the sleeping car express From the driver and the guards To the bagmen playing cards I'd supervise them all More or less

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

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

You could play no pranks with Skimbleshanks He's a cat that cannot be ignored So nothing went wrong on the Northern Mail When Skimbleshanks was aboard!

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

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

Then the guard looked in politely And would ask you very brightly "Do you like your morning tea weak or strong?" But I was just behind him and was ready to remind him That Skimble won't let anything go wrong!

When they crept into their cosy berths and pulled down the counterpane They all could reflect it was very nice To know that they wouldn't be bothered by mice They could leave all that to the railway cat The cat of the railway train!

Skimbleshanks, the railway cat! The cat of the railway train! Skimbleshanks, the railway cat! The cat of the railway train!

In the watches of the night I was always fresh and bright Every now and then I'd have a cup of tea With perhaps a drop of scotch When I was keeping on the watch Only stopping here and there to catch a flea

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

They might see me at Dumfries if I summon the police If there was anything they ought to know about! When they got to Gallogate, there they did not have to wait For Skimbleshanks will help them to get out!

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

The cat of the railway train!