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