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