Il testo della Wabash cannonball

From out the wide pacific to the broad atlantic shore
She climbs high mountains up hill and by the shore.
Although she?s tall and handsome, and she's known quite well by all.
She's a regular combination on the wabash cannonball.

Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar,
As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore.
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear those lonesome hoboes call,
Traveling through the jungle on the wabash cannonball.
our eastern states are dandies so the western people say.
When she climbed old rock island took all her style away.
To the lakes of minnesota where the rippling waters fall.
No changes can be taken on the wabash cannonball.
well she came down from birmingham one cold december day.
As she pulled into the station you could hear all the people say,

There's the gal from tennessee she is long and she is tall.
She came down from birmingham on the wabash cannonball.

Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar,
As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore.
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear those lonesome hoboes call,
Traveling through the jungle on the wabash cannonball.
here's to old man daddy claxton, may his name forever stand;
And always be remembered in the courts throughout the land.
His earthly race is over and the curtains round him fall.
We'll carry him home to vict'ry on the wabash cannonball.

Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar,
As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore.
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear those lonesome hoboes call,
Traveling through the jungle on the wabash cannonball.