Wabash Cannonball From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore She came down from Birmingham one cold December day. Her eastern states are dandies so the people always say Here's to Daddy Claxton, may his name forever stand Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
Flatt and Scruggs
From the queen of flowin' mountains to the southbell by the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all
She's the mighty combination of the Wabash Cannonball
As she pulled into the station you could hear all the people say
There's a gal from Tennessee, she's long and she's tall
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball
From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
No changes to be taken on the Wabash Cannonball
And always be remembered in the courts of Alabam
His earthly race is over and as the curtains round him fall
We'll carry him home to victory on the Wabash Cannonball
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's squall
While traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball
