allan "mac" mchale & the old-time radio gang - wabash cannonball lyrics
from the great atlantic ocean to the wide pacific shore
hear the queen of flowin’ mountains to the southbelt by the moor
she’s+a mighty tall and handsome, and known quite well by all
yeah, she’s the combination on the wabash cannonball
and listen to the jingle, well, the rumble and the roar
as she glides along the woodland, by the hills and by the shore
and hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo’s call
she’s a+goin’ through the jungle on the wabash cannonball
herbert applin
when she left cincinnati one cold december day
as she pulled into the station you could hear the people say
well, there’s a gal from tennessee, she’s long and she’s tall
yeah, she came down from birmingham on the wabash cannonball
and listen to the jingle, well, the rumble and the roar
as she glides along the woodland, by the hills and by the shore
and hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo’s call
she’s a+goin’ through the jungle on the wabash cannonball
brother oswald
and here’s to daddy claxton, may his name forever stand
and always be remembered through the course of our great land
and his earthly race is over and the curtain ’round him falls
well, we’ll take him on to victory on the wabash cannonball
hey, listen to the jingle, well, the rumble and the roar
as she glides along the woodland, by the hills and by the shore
and hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo’s call
she’s goin’ through the jungle on the wabash cannonball
goin’ through the jungle on the wabash cannonball
thank you
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