And from an old sea shanty/railroad song:

He-bang, she-bang, daddy shot a bear
Shot it in the stern, me boys, and never turned a hair
We're all from the railroad, too-rer-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin' on the banjo.

Chorus:

Hooraw! What the hell's the row?
We're all from the railroad, too-rer-loo
We're all from the railroad, too-rer-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin' on the banjo!

Somehow I get this vision of a shanty chorus marching up wall street to the stock exchange, singing this song, bursting through the doors, consternation all around, jaws dropping!

Oh, well, they'd probably just haul us away and lock us up, charged with being a public nuisance.

Charley Noble