Wabash Cannonball

From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore

From the green and flowing mountains to the south belt by the shore

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

She's the combination known as the Wabash Cannon Ball

Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar

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

Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear that lonesome hobo squall

You're travelling through the jungles on the Wabash Cannon Ball

She came down from Birmingham, one cold December day

As she rolled into the station, you could hear all the people say

There's a girl from Tennessee, she's long and she's tall

She came down from Birmingham on the 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 that lonesome hobo squall

You're travelling through the jungles on the wabash cannon ball

Our Eastern states are dandy, so the people always say

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

From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall

No changes can be taken on that Wabash Cannon Ball

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 that lonesome hobo squall

You're travelling through the jungles on the Wabash Cannon Ball

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

And always be remembered 'round the courts of Alabam'

His earthly race is over and the curtains 'round him fall

We'll carry him home to victory on the Wabash Cannon Ball

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 that lonesome hobo squall

You're travelling through the jungles on the Wabash Cannon Ball