I grew up in Decatur, IL; the Cannonball (which was an actual train that went from Detroit to St. Louis and on to Kansas City) went by my house! Also, I have the original 10" LP by Roy Acuff with this song. Here is how it goes.
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WABASH CANNONBALL
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From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
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From the green New Hampshire mountains to the southland's cajun lore
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She's mighty tall and handsome
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And loved by one and all
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She's the combination
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Called the Wabash Cannonball
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Chorus:
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Oh listen to the jingle
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The rumble and the roar
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As she glides along the woodlands
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Through the hills and by the shore
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Hear the mighty rush of her engine
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Hear that lonesome hobo's call
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We're travelling through the jungles
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On the Wabash Cannonball
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Your eastern states are dandies
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So the people always say
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From New York to St. Louis
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And Chicago by the way
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Through the hills of Minnesota
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Where the rippling waters fall
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No changes can be taken
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On the Wabash Cannonball
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Chorus
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Here's to Daddy Klaxton
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May his name forever stand
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And alwyas be remembered
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Through the courts of Alabam'
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His earthly race is over
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The curtains 'round him fall
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We'll carry him on to Glory
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On the Wabash Cannonball
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Chorus
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She pulled in to the station one cold December day
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As she rolled up to the platform you could hear all the people say
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There's a gal from Tennessee; she's long and she's tall
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She came down from Birmingham
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on the Wabash Cannonball
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Chorus
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Wabash Cannonball
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| Hank Williams, Jr. |
