Wabash Cannonball

From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore From the green ol' Smoky Mountains to the south lands by the shore She's mighty tall and handsome and she's known quite well by all She's the regular combination of the Wabash Cannonball Listen to the jingle, 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 hobos call You're traveling through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball Our eastern states are dandy, so the people always say From New York to St Louis with Chicago by the way From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall No changes can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball Now here's to Daddy Claxton, may his name forever stand And always be remembered through the courts throughout the land His earthly race is over, now the curtains round him fall We'll carry him home to victory on the Wabash Cannonball