Hank Snow - Pan American lyrics

I have heard your stories about your fast trains But now I'll tell you 'bout one all the southern folks have seen She's the beauty of the southland, listen to that whistle scream It's that Pan American on her way to New Orleans (Chorus) She leaves Cincinnati heading down that Dixie line When she pa**es the Nashville tower, you can hear that whistle whine Stick your head right out of the window and feel that southern breeze You're on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans If you're ever in the southland, and want to see the scenes Just get yourself a ticket on that Pan American Queen There's Louisville, Nashville, Montgomery, the capital of Alabam' You right pa** thru them all when you're New Orleans bound (Repeat chorus) You're on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans