Wabash Cannonball Lyrics - Hank Thompson

WABASH CANNONBALL 

(A.P. Carter - William Kindt) 

'46 Peer International 

From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore 

From the queen of the flowing mountains to the southbells by the shore 

She's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all 

She's a regular combination on the Wabash Cannonball 

Listen to the jingle to the rumble and the roar 

As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore 

Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hoboes call 

You're travelin' through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball 

She came down from Birmingham one cold December day 

As she rolled into the station you could hear all the people say 

Now there's a gal from Tennessee she's long and she's tall 

She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball 

Our eastern states are dandy so the people always 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 

Here's to daddy Claxton may his name forever stand 

And long to be remembered round the ports of Alabam 

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 the rumble and the roar 

As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore 

Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hoboes call 

You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball