From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide shore From the green old flowing mountains to the south along the shore She's mighty tall and handsome, she's known well by all The combination on that Wabash Cannonball
Listen to the jingle, the and the roar As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call As you ramble across the country on that Cannonball
Well, the eastern states are dandy, most always say From New to St. Louis and old Chicago by the way To the hills of Minnesota where rippling waters fall No changes need be taken on that Wabash
to the jingle, the rumble and the roar As she along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's As you ramble across the country on that Cannonball
Here's to Daddy Claxton, may his name stand In the hills of Tennessee many places the land When his earthly race are over and them 'round him fall [Incomprehensible] him back to on that Wabash Cannonball
We came down to Nashville on a warm day As we into that station I heard somebody say There's a boy from Carolina, wide and fat and tall They came down to pick us a few, they the Wabash Cannonball
to that jingle, the rumble and the roar As she glides the woodland o'er hills and by the shore Hear the rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call As you ramble across the country on Wabash Cannonball