From the great ocean to the wide Pacific shore From the green old flowing mountains to the south along the shore She's 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 lonesome call As you ramble across the country on that Cannonball
Well, the eastern states are dandy, people always say From New York to St. Louis and old by the way To the hills of Minnesota where them waters fall No need be taken on that Wabash Cannonball
Listen to the jingle, the and the roar As she glides the woodland 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
Here's to Daddy Claxton, may his name forever In the hills of Tennessee places throughout the land his earthly race are over and them curtains 'round him fall [Incomprehensible] him back to Dixie on Wabash Cannonball
We came down to on a warm November day As we rolled into that station I heard say There's a boy from Carolina, they're wide and fat and They came down to us a few, they rode 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 mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's As you ramble across the country on Wabash Cannonball