G  G7   C
D        G
G       G7  C
D       G

[Verse]
         G                           G7           C
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
         D                                  D7                G
From the green old flowing mountains to the south down by the moor
      G                                                  C
She's mighty tall and handsome she's known quite well by all
  D                                        G
A regular combination on that Wabash Cannonball

[Chorus]
G                G7                      C
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
       D                                                   G
As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore
         G                                  G7              C
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear the lonesome hobo's call
       D                                                 G
As you travelled across the country on that Wabash Cannonball

[Instrumental]
G  G7   C
D        G
G       G7  C
D       G

[Verse 2]
       G                             G7            C
Oh the eastern states are dandy most people always say
     D                                D7          G
From New York to St. Louis and old Chicago by the way
       G                                             C
To the hills of Minnesota where them rippling waters fall
   D                                          G
No changes need be taken on that Wabash Cannonball

[Chorus]
G                   G7                   C
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
       D                                                   G
As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore
         G                  G7                              C
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear the lonesome hobo's call
       D                                              G
As you travel across the country on that Wabash Cannonball

[Instrumental]
G  G7   C
D        G
G       G7  C
D       G

[Verse 3]
G                             G7            C
I went down to Birmingham one cold december day
         D                                  D7               G
When she pulled into that station you could hear them people say
          G                                             C
There's a fellow from North Carolina he's long and he's tall
D                                                            G
He came down to pick up the pew and he rode the Wabash Cannonball

[Chorus]
G                   G7                   C
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
       D                                                   G
As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore
         G                                  G7              C
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear the lonesome hobo's call
       D
As you travel across the country on that Wabash Cannonball