From the great Atlantic ocean To the wide Pacific shore To the queen of flowing mountains For the hills and by the shore
She´s mighty tall and handsome And she´s known quite well by all She came down from Birmingham
On the Wabash Cannonball Well now listen to the jingle To the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodland Through the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine And the lonesome hoboes call No changes can be taken On the Wabash Cannonball
Now here´s to daddy Claxton May his name forever stand He´ll always be remembered
In the ports throughout the land His earthly race is over And the curtain round him falls We´ll carry him home to Glory
On the Wabash Cannonball Well now listen to the jingle To the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodland Through the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine And the lonesome hoboes call No changes can be taken On the Wabash Cannonball
On the Wabash Cannonball Well now listen to the jingle To the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland Through the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine And the lonesome hoboes call No changes can be taken On the Wabash Cannonball