Wabash Cannonball Song

Tune:

From the wide Pacific Ocean
To the broad Atlantic shore
From sunny California
To ice-bound Labrador
She's mighty tall and handsome
She's loved by one and all
She's the hobo's accommodation,
the Wabash Cannonball.

Oh, listen to the jingle,
The rumble and the roar,
As she glides along the woodlands,
Over hills and by the shore.
Hear the mighty rush of the engine,
Hear the lonesome hobos squall,
While rumbling through the jungle
On Wabash Cannonball.

Now the Eastern states are dandy
So the people alwasy say.
From New York to St. Louis
Chicago, by the way,
Through the hills of Minnesota
Where the rippling waters fall,
No chances to be taken
on the Wabash Cannonball.

Oh, listen to the jingle,
The rumble and the roar,
As she glides along the woodlands,
Over hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine,
Hear the lonesome hobos squall,
While rumbling through the jungle
On the Wabash Cannonball

Now here's to Daddy Claxton,
May his name forever stand
He'll always be remembered
In the courts throughout the land
His earthly race is over
And the curtain round him falls
Carryin' him home to victory
On the Wabash Cannonball.