I tried to put up a picture of my ugly mug and it didn't work. 
Oh, I guess it did work . I told you I had a ugly mug!
Here's an old song to cheer up all the striking workers in California.
CASEY JONES-
THE UNION SCAB written in 1911
By Joe Hill
The Workers on the S.P. line to strike sent out a call;
But Casey Jones, the engineer , he wouldn't strike at all;
His boiler it was leaking;and its drivers on the bum,
And his engine and its bearing,they were all out of plumb.
Chorus:
Casey Jones kept his junk pile running;
Casey Jones was working double time;
Casey Jones got a wooden medal,
For being good and faithful on the S.P. line.
The workers said to Casey: "Won't you help us win this strike?"
But Casey said: "Let me alone, you'd better take a hike."
Then some one put a bunch of railroad ties across the track.
And Casey hit the bottom with an awful crack.
Chorus:
Casey Jones hit the river bottom;
Casey Jones he broke his blessed spine,
Casey Jones he was an Angeleno,
He took a trip to heaven on the S.P. line.
When Casey Jones got to heaven to the Pearly Gate,
He said "I'm Casey Jones the guy that pulled the S.P. freight."
"You're just the man," said Peter; "our musicians went on strike;
You can get a job a-scabbing any time you like."
Chorus: Casey Jones he got up into heaven;
Casey Jones was doing mighty fine;
Casey Jones went scabbing on the angels,
Just like he did to the workers on the S.P. line.
The angels got together,and they said it was not fair,
For Casey Jones to go around a-scabbing everywhere.
The Angels Union No.23, they sure were there,
And they promptly fired Casey down the Golden Stair.
Chorus: Casey Jones he went to hell a-flying,
"Casey Jones," the Devil said, "Oh fine;
Casey Jones, get busy shoveling sulpher-
That's what you get for scabbing on the S.P. line."
Oh, I guess it did work . I told you I had a ugly mug!
Here's an old song to cheer up all the striking workers in California.
CASEY JONES-
THE UNION SCAB written in 1911
By Joe Hill
The Workers on the S.P. line to strike sent out a call;
But Casey Jones, the engineer , he wouldn't strike at all;
His boiler it was leaking;and its drivers on the bum,
And his engine and its bearing,they were all out of plumb.
Chorus:
Casey Jones kept his junk pile running;
Casey Jones was working double time;
Casey Jones got a wooden medal,
For being good and faithful on the S.P. line.
The workers said to Casey: "Won't you help us win this strike?"
But Casey said: "Let me alone, you'd better take a hike."
Then some one put a bunch of railroad ties across the track.
And Casey hit the bottom with an awful crack.
Chorus:
Casey Jones hit the river bottom;
Casey Jones he broke his blessed spine,
Casey Jones he was an Angeleno,
He took a trip to heaven on the S.P. line.
When Casey Jones got to heaven to the Pearly Gate,
He said "I'm Casey Jones the guy that pulled the S.P. freight."
"You're just the man," said Peter; "our musicians went on strike;
You can get a job a-scabbing any time you like."
Chorus: Casey Jones he got up into heaven;
Casey Jones was doing mighty fine;
Casey Jones went scabbing on the angels,
Just like he did to the workers on the S.P. line.
The angels got together,and they said it was not fair,
For Casey Jones to go around a-scabbing everywhere.
The Angels Union No.23, they sure were there,
And they promptly fired Casey down the Golden Stair.
Chorus: Casey Jones he went to hell a-flying,
"Casey Jones," the Devil said, "Oh fine;
Casey Jones, get busy shoveling sulpher-
That's what you get for scabbing on the S.P. line."