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