Skimbleshanks The Railway Cat Steven McRae & Robbie Fairchild

[DEMETER & COMPANY]
Skimbleshanks, the Railway Cat
The Cat of the Railway Train

[DEMETER]
There's a whisper down the line
At eleven thirty-nine
When the Night Mail's ready to depart

[DEMETER]
Saying, "Skimble, where is Skimble?
Has he gone to hunt the thimble?
We must find him or the train can't start!"

[DEMETER]
All the guards and all the porters
And the stationmaster'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."

[DEMETER]
At eleven forty-two
With the signal overdue
And the passengers all frantic to a man