From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
She climbs a flowery mountains oe'r the hills and by the shore
Although she's mighty tall and handsome she's known quite well by all
She's a regular combination of the Wabash Cannonball
Eastern states're dandy all the western people say
Chicago or Rock Island and St Louis by the way
To the lakes of Minnesotta where the wrippling waters fall
No changes can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball
Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
She glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hoboe call
Trav'ling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball
[ harmonica - guitar ]
She came down to Birmingham one cold December day
As she rolled into the station you could hear all the people say
There's a gal from Tennessee she's long and she's tall
She came down to Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball
Here's to daddy Claxton may his name forever stand
He'll always be remembered in the ports throughout the land
His earthly race is over and the curtains round him fall
We'll carry him home to Dixie on the Wabash Cannonball
Listen to the jingle...