From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wild Pacific shore
From sunny California to the ice-bound Labrador
She's mighty tall and handsome, she's known quite well by all
She's the 'boes accommodation to Wabash Cannonball
Well, listen to the jingle, the rattle, and the roar
As she travels through the woodlands, over the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engineer, the lonesome hoboes call
As he flies on through the country on the Wabash Cannonball
This train, she moves from Memphis, Mattoon, and Mexico
She flies through East St. Louis and she never does it slow
As she flies through Colorado, she gives an awful squawl
You can tell her by the whistle, she's the Wabash Cannonball
Well, the eastern states are dandy most people often say
From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
No changes can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball
Well, listen to the jingle, the rattle, and the roar
As she travels through the woodlands, over the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engineer, the lonesome hoboes squall
As he flies on through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball
Well, here's to Boston Blackey, may his name forever stand
And always be remembered by the 'boes throughout the land
His earthly days are over and the curtains round him fall
We gonna carry him home to victory on the Wabash Cannonball
Well, listen to the jingle, the rattle, and the roar
As she travels through the woodlands, over the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engineer, the lonesome hoboes squall
As he flies on through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball
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