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