[Verse]
C F
From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore,
G C
To the green old flow'ring mountains, to the ice-bound Labrador
C F
She's long and tall and handsome and known quite well to all.
G C
She's the modern combination called the Wabash Cannonball.
[Chorus]
C F
So listen to the jingle, the jumble and the roar
G C
as she glides along the woodlands, through the hills and by the shore.
C F
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, and the lonesome hoboes squall,
G C
While riding through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball.
[Verse]
C F
She came in from Birmingham on a cold and frosty day.
G C
As she rolled into the station, you could hear the people say,
C F
"There’s a gal out there form Tennessee, she’s long, boy, and tall.
G C
She's the modern combination called the Wabash Cannonball."
[Chorus]
C F
So listen to the jingle, the jumble and the roar
G C
as she glides along the woodlands, through the hills and by the shore.
C F
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, and the lonesome hoboes squall,
G C
While riding through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball.
[Verse]
C F
Now the Eastern states are dandy, so the all the people say,
G C
From New York to Saint Louis and Chicago by the way,
C F
From the lakes of Minnehaha where the laughing waters fall,
G C
No change in standard gauging on the Wabash Cannonball.
[Chorus]
C F
So listen to the jingle, the jumble and the roar
G C
as she glides along the woodlands, through the hills and by the shore.
C F
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, and the lonesome hoboes squall,
G C
While riding through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball.