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