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