Ramblin' Jack Elliott - Wabash Cannonball lyrics

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