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