Judy Garland - On The Atcheson, Topeka And The Sante Fe lyrics

Do you hear that whistle down the line? I figure that it's engine number forty-nine She's the only one that'll sound that way On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe See the ol' smoke risin' round the bend I reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend Folks around these parts get the time o' day From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe Here she comes! Ooh, ooh, ooh Hey, Jim! yuh better git the rig! Ooh, ooh, ooh She's got a list o' pa**engers that's pretty big And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel 'Cause lots o' them been travelin' for quite a spell All the way to Cal-i-forn-i-ay On the Atchison, Topeka On the Atchison, Topeka On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe Ooh-ee! Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe Atchison, Topeka Oh, the roads back east are mighty swell The Chesapeake, Ohio and the ASL But I make my run and I make my pay On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe Goin' back and forth along these aisles My land, you must've walked about a million miles It's a treat to be on your feet all day On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe Here we come! Raa-a-raa-a-raa-a-raa-raa-raa She's really rakin' down the line Looky, look, look, looky look, look, look Oh, boy, we're huffin' and a-puffin' on the forty-nine! In this day and age girls don't leave home But if you get a hankerin', you wanna roam Our advice to you is run away On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe Hey, men, did you ever see such perty femininity Arrivin' all at once in this here town? In this here town? Never saw the likes of this for miles around! Round and round our heads are spinning New adventures are beginning What a length of calico It's taffet-ee and calico to really put a cowboy on the kibosh Cowboy, kibosh It's enough to make a fella wanna wash... Wash your face and hands, we hope you'll never be afraid of soap! bu*ton shoes and powdered chalk and fancy smells and baby talk- It's awful what a gal will stoop to do! Even so, we aim to say we love to honor and oh- Baby, are there any more at home like you? Hand me my hair combed and my slicker Gonna get spruced up and I'll --- her Put on the dog and I'll city-slick her Mr. Harvey, Mr. Harvey Fred Harvey knows exactly how to pick 'em! We come from Dubuque, I-O-Way That's where the tall, tall, tall corn grows We come from Louisiana That's where the Mis-is-is-is-isippi flows I was the Lilian Russell of Cherryville, Kansas But they never gave me a chance I finished high school in Providence, Rhode Island And Providence, Rhode Island is where dance (Virginia O'Brien) Oh, I'm from Chillicothe- Ohio! My middle name's Hi-a-wath-ee - Ohio! I'm gonna git the gold in them thar hills So I said good-bye-o, Ohio! We were school marms from Grand Rapids, Mich But reading, writing, 'rithmetic were not our dish (Ruth Brady) I was born in Paris I was raised in Paris Went to school in Paris, Where I met a boy I was married in Paris Almost buried in Paris But I finally left Paris- Paris, Illinois! (Ray Bolger) So this is the wild and woolly west! Give me my chaps and my checkered vest Give me a girl and a holster for my hip! Bang, bang! Yip, yip! What a lovely trip I'm feeling so fresh and alive And I'm so glad to arrive It's all to grand It's easy to see, you dont need a palace To feel like Alice in Wonderland Back in Ohio, where I come from I've done alot of dreamin' and I traveled some But I never thought, I'd see the day When I ever took a ride on the Santa Fe Wanna take a ride on the Santa Fe I would lean across my window sill And hear the whistle echoin' across the hills Then I'd watch the lights as they fade away On the Atchison, Topeka, and the Santa Fe What a thrill What a great big wonderful thill With the whistle singing westward ho! Right from the day I heard them start 'Cross the Kansas plains through New Mexico I guess I've got a little gypsy in my heat When I'm old and gray and settled down If I ever get a chance to sneek away from town Then I'll spend my busman's holiday On the Atchison, Topeka, and the Santa Fe All aboard!! All aboard!! I can't believe we're here at last Ohh Ohh I can't believe that anything would go so fast Then your pullin' throtle, whistle blows A-huffin' and a-puffin' and away we go All aboard for Californi-a On the Atchison On the Atchison Topeka On the Atchison Topeka and On the Atchison Topeka and the Santa Fe