From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore   From the green old flowing mountains to the south down along the shore   She's mighty tall and handsome, she's known quite well by all   The regular combination on that 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 the lonesome hobo's call   As you ramble across the country on that Wabash Cannonball      Well, the eastern states are dandy, most people always say   From New York to St. Louis and old Chicago by the way   To the hills of Minnesota where them rippling waters fall   No changes need be taken on that 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 the lonesome hobo's call   As you ramble across the country on that Wabash Cannonball      Here's to Daddy Claxton, may his name forever stand   In the hills of Tennessee many places throughout the land   When his earthly race are over and them curtains 'round him fall   [Incomprehensible] him back to Dixie on that Wabash Cannonball      We came down to Nashville on a warm November day   As we rolled into that station I heard somebody say   There's a boy from Carolina, they're wide and fat and tall   They came down to pick us a few, they rode the Wabash Cannonball      Listen to that jingle, the rumble and the roar   As she glides along the woodland o'er hills and by the shore   Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call   As you ramble across the country on that Wabash Cannonball