Verse 1
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountains to the south side by the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all
She's the combination on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 2
Now She came down from Birmingham one cold December day
As she rolled into the station you could hear all the people say
There's that gal from Tennessee she's long and she's tall
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 3
Yeah 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 jungle on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 4
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 chances can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 5
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 jungle on the Wabash Cannonball


Traditional arranged by
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Here’s a storyFor you allYou won’t believe it
That’s for sureBut I tell the truth
That stings my heart
Of gorgeous queen
And a lonesome bard
She fell in love with me
That’s how I almost
Became a king
I travelled far
My road was long
I played my luteAnd sang my songs
Then one nightIn walks a queen
Hair, dress, everything
She looked me with
Her pretty eyesI’ve never seen
Such lovely smile
She danced until the dawn
That’s how I almost
Seized the throne
As soon as sun began to rise
King sent his royal spies
She could not resist my charms
She almost fell into my armsI tell you all, I wouldn’t lieI fled the scene in a nick of time
Still today I singHow I almostBecame your king