"Wabash Cannonball" lyrics - RAMBLIN' JACK ELLIOTT

From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
The green old flowing mountains to the south down by the moor
She's mighty tall and handsome she's know quite well by all
Regular combination on the Wabash Cannonball

Our eastern states are dandy so the western people say
From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way
To the hills of Minnesota where them rippling waters fall
No changes can be taken on that Wabash Cannonball

She came down from Birmingham one cold December day
When she pulled into that station 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

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, hear the lonesome hobo's call
Travelin' through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball

Now here's to Daddy Claxton may his name forever stand
To be honored and respected by the courts throughout the land
And when his days are over and the curtains round him fall
Carry him home to victory on the Wabash Cannonball

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, hear the lonesome hobo's call
Travelin' through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball