Wabash Cannonball

From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore

From the green old flowing mountains to the south down along the shore

She's mighty tall and handsome, she's known quite well by all

The regular combination on that Wabash Cannonball



Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar

As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore

Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call

As you ramble across the country on that Wabash Cannonball



Well, the eastern states are dandy, most people always say

From New York to St. Louis and old Chicago by the way

To the hills of Minnesota where them rippling waters fall

No changes need be taken on that Wabash Cannonball



Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar

As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore

Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call

As you ramble across the country on that Wabash Cannonball



Here's to Daddy Claxton, may his name forever stand

In the hills of Tennessee many places throughout the land

When his earthly race are over and them curtains 'round him fall

[Incomprehensible] him back to Dixie on that Wabash Cannonball



We came down to Nashville on a warm November day

As we rolled into that station I heard somebody say

There's a boy from Carolina, they're wide and fat and tall

They came down to pick us a few, they rode the Wabash Cannonball



Listen to that jingle, the rumble and the roar

As she glides along the woodland o'er hills and by the shore

Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call

As you ramble across the country on that Wabash Cannonball