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The wabash Cannonball
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From the great Atlantic Ocean
To the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountains
To the southland by the shore
She's a-mighty tall and handsome
And known quite well by all
She's the mighty engine of
The Wabash Cannonball
Great cities of importance
We see along the way
Chicago and St. Louis
Rock Island, so they say
Springfield and Decatur
Peoria above all
You can reach your destination
On the Wabash Cannonball
This train, she runs to Quincy
Monroe and Mexico
She runs to Kansas City
And she's never running slow
She runs right into Denver
Where she makes an awful squall
They all know by the whistle
She's the Wabash Cannonball
There're many other cities
That you can go and see
St. Paul and Minneapolis
Ashtabula, Kankakee
The lakes of Minnehaha
Where the laughing waters fall
You'll reach them by no other
But the Wabash Cannonball
So, 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 hobo call
You're traveling through the jungles on
The Wabash Cannonball
You're traveling through the jungles on
The Wabash Cannonball |
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