Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wabash Cannonball, artist - Lester Flatt. Album song Classic Bluegrass Live 1959-1966, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Record label: Vanguard
Song language: English
Wabash Cannonball |
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore |
From the queen of the flowing mountains to the southbells by the shore |
She’s mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all |
She’s a regular combination 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 that lonesome hoboes call |
You’re travelin' through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball |
She came down from Birmingham one cold December day |
As she rolled into the station you could hear all the people say |
Now there’s a gal from Tennessee she’s long and she’s tall |
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball |
Our eastern states are dandy so the people always 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 |
Here’s to daddy Claxton may his name forever stand |
And long to be remembered round the ports of Alabam |
His earthly race is over and the curtains round him fall |
We’ll carry him home to Dixie on 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 that lonesome hoboes call |
You’re traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball |