Wabash Cannon Ball

C F From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore, G C To the green old flow'ring mountains, to the ice-bound Labrador C F She's long and tall and handsome and known quite well to all. G C She's the modern combination called the Wabash Cannonball. C F So listen to the jingle, the jumble and the roar G C as she glides along the woodlands, through the hills and by the shore. C F Hear the mighty rush of the engine, and the lonesome hoboes squall, G C While riding through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball. C F She came in from Birmingham on a cold and frosty day. G C As she rolled into the station, you could hear the people say, C F "There’s a gal out there form Tennessee, she’s long, boy, and tall. G C She's the modern combination called the Wabash Cannonball." C F So listen to the jingle, the jumble and the roar G C as she glides along the woodlands, through the hills and by the shore. C F Hear the mighty rush of the engine, and the lonesome hoboes squall, G C While riding through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball. C F Now the Eastern states are dandy, so the all the people say, G C From New York to Saint Louis and Chicago by the way, C F From the lakes of Minnehaha where the laughing waters fall, G C No change in standard gauging on the Wabash Cannonball. C F So listen to the jingle, the jumble and the roar G C as she glides along the woodlands, through the hills and by the shore. C F Hear the mighty rush of the engine, and the lonesome hoboes squall, G C While riding through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball.