From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
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From the queen of flowin' mountains to the south bells by the shore
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She's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all
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She's the combination of the Wabash Cannonball
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Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
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As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
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Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hoboes call
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You're trav'ling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball
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She came down from Birmingham one cold December day
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As she rolled into the station you could hear the people say
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There's a girl from Tennessee she's long and she's tall
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She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball
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[ guitar ]
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Here's to daddy Claxton may his name forever stand
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And always be remembered in the courts of Alabam
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His earthly race is over and the curtains round him fall
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We'll carry him home to Vict'ry on the Wabash Cannonball
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Listen to the jingle...
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Wabash Cannonball
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| Eddy Arnold |
