Wabash Cannonball
I / / / | / / IV / | V / / / | / / I / |
I / / / | / / IV / | V / / / | / / I / |

She came down from Birmingham one cold December day,
as she pulled into the station you could hear all the people say,
"Here's a gal from Tennessee, she's long and she's tall.
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball."

Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar,
as she glides along the woodlands through the hills and by the shore.
Hear the mighty rush of engines hear the lonesome hoboes call.
You're travelling through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball.

Now the Eastern states are dandies so the western people say
from New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way,
from the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall,
no changes can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball.

Now here's to Daddy Claxton may his name forever stand
and will he be remembered through parts of all this land.
When his earthly race is over and the curtain round him falls
we'll carry him on to victory on the Wabash Cannonball.

From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore.
She's the queen of flowing mountains to the south bell by the shore.
She's long and she's handsome and she's quite well-known by all.
She's a wondrous combination called the Wabash Cannonball.

Song Index