Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
I grew up in Decatur, IL; the Cannonball (which was an actual train that went from Detroit to St. Louis and on to Kansas City) went by my house! Also, I have the original 10" LP by Roy Acuff with this song. Here is how it goes.
WABASH CANNONBALL
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the green New Hampshire mountains to the southland's cajun lore
She's mighty tall and handsome
And loved by one and all
She's the combination
Called the Wabash Cannonball

Chorus:
Oh listen to the jingle
The rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodlands
Through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of her engine
Hear that lonesome hobo's call
We're travelling through the jungles
On the Wabash Cannonball

Your eastern states are dandies
So the people always say
From New York to St. Louis
And Chicago by the way
Through the hills of Minnesota
Where the rippling waters fall
No changes can be taken
On the Wabash Cannonball

Chorus

Here's to Daddy Klaxton
May his name forever stand
And alwyas be remembered
Through the courts of Alabam'
His earthly race is over
The curtains 'round him fall
We'll carry him on to Glory
On the Wabash Cannonball

Chorus

She pulled in to the station one cold December day
As she rolled up to the platform 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

Chorus
I grew up in Decatur, IL; the Cannonball (which was an actual train that went from Detroit to St. Louis and on to Kansas City) went by my house! Also, I have the original 10" LP by Roy Acuff with this song. Here is how it goes.   WABASH CANNONBALL    From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore   From the green New Hampshire mountains to the southland's cajun lore   She's mighty tall and handsome   And loved by one and all   She's the combination   Called the Wabash Cannonball      Chorus:   Oh listen to the jingle   The rumble and the roar   As she glides along the woodlands   Through the hills and by the shore   Hear the mighty rush of her engine   Hear that lonesome hobo's call   We're travelling through the jungles   On the Wabash Cannonball      Your eastern states are dandies   So the people always say   From New York to St. Louis   And Chicago by the way   Through the hills of Minnesota   Where the rippling waters fall   No changes can be taken   On the Wabash Cannonball      Chorus      Here's to Daddy Klaxton   May his name forever stand   And alwyas be remembered   Through the courts of Alabam'   His earthly race is over   The curtains 'round him fall   We'll carry him on to Glory   On the Wabash Cannonball      Chorus      She pulled in to the station one cold December day   As she rolled up to the platform 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      Chorus