Update 2002-07-22
From the great Atlantic Ocean, to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountains, to the south belle by the
shore
She's mighty tall and handsome, she's known quite well by all
She's the combination, the Wabash Canonball.
She came down from Birmingham, one cold December day
As she rolled into the station, you could hear all the people say
There's a girl from Tennessee, she's long and she's tall
She came down from Birmingham, on the Wabash Canonball
Lisen to the jingle, the tumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland, through the hills and by the
shore
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call
You're travelin' thru the jungles, on the Wabash Canonball
Her 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 that Wabash Cannonball
Here's to Daddy Claxton, may his name forever stand
?(And always be remembered, in the courts of Alabam')(As the man that built the railway throught this here land)
When his earthly race is over, and the curtains around him falls
?(We'll carry him home to victory, on the Wabash Canonball)(We'll carry him back to Dixie,On...)
Listen to the jingle, the tumble and the roar,
As she glides along the woodland, through the hills and by theshore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call,
You're travelin' thru the jungles, on the Wabash Canonball