From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore

She climbs a flowery mountains o'er the hills and by the shore

She's mighty tall and handsome 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



Well she came down from Birmingham one cold December day

As she pulled into the station you could hear all the people say

She's from Tennessee she's long and she's 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 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 Dixie 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