Chorus

Take this hammer and carry it to the captain
Take this hammer and carry it to the captain
Take this hammer and carry it to the captain

An’ Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone

Verse 1

If he ask you was I runnin’
If he ask you was I runnin’
If he ask you was I runnin’
Tell him I was flyin’
Tell him I was flyin’
If he ask you was I laughin’
If he ask you was I laughin’
If he ask you was I laughin’
Tell him I was cryin’
Tell him I was cryin’

Chorus


Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Take this hammer carry it to the captain

Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone


Verse 2


I don’t want no green back dollar
I don’t want no green back dollar
I don’t want no green back dollar


It hurts my pride
It hurts my pride

Chorus

Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Take this hammer carry it to the captain

Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone


Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone


Traditional arranged byManuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

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

Yes Jesus loves me
Yes Jesus loves meYes Jesus loves me
Yes Jesus loves me for the bible tells me so
Jesus loves me this I know for the bible tells me so
Little ones to him belong they are weak but he is strong
Yes Jesus loves me
Yes Jesus loves meYes Jesus loves me
Yes Jesus loves me for the bible tells me so

It’s been a long timeSince I left homeNot taking a lot with meJust willing to make it on my own
Be sure where to goThat’s what I’ve been toldBut I was happy just for being on the road
I can bring you flowersI can bring you rainI can bring whatever you want me to ease you pain
It’s all that I collected on the roadAnd now I bring it back home
It’s been a long timeSince I’ve been away from homeJust hoping for them to seeI’m about to make it on my own
Be sure where to goThat’s what I’ve been toldBut I was happy just for being on the road
I can bring you flowersI can bring you rainI can bring whatever you want me to ease you painI can bring you silverI can bring you goldI can bring whatever you need me to heat your cold
It’s all that I collected on the roadIt’s all that I collected on the roadAnd now I bring it back homeAnd now I bring it back home