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