{t:Wabash Cannonball}
{st:J. A. Roff (1882), Carter Family (1929)}
{c:verse 1}
Out [C]from the wide Pacific to the broad Atlantic [F]shore
She [G]climbs the flowery mountains, o’er [G7]hills and by the [C]shore
Al-[C]though she's tall and handsome and she's [C7]known quite well by [F]all
She's a [G]regular combination, the Wabash Cannon-[C]ball.
{soc}
Oh, [C]listen to the jingle, the [C7]rumer and the [F]roar
As she [G]glides along the woodland, o’er [G7]hills and by the [C]shore
She [C]climbs the flowery mountains, hear the [C7]merry hobo [F]squall
As she [G]glides along the woodland, the [G7]Wabash Cannon-[C]ball.
{eoc}
{c:verse 2}
Oh the [C]Eastern states are dandy, so the Western people [F]say
Chi-[G]cago, Rock Island, St. [G7]Louis by the [C]way
To the [C]lakes of Minnesota where the [C7]rippling waters [F]fall
No [G]chances to be taken on the [G7]Wabash Cannon-[C]ball.
{soc}
Oh, [C]listen to the jingle, the [C7]rumer and the [F]roar
As she [G]glides along the woodland, o’er [G7]hills and by the [C]shore
She [C]climbs the flowery mountains, hear the [C7]merry hobo [F]squall
As she [G]glides along the woodland, the [G7]Wabash Cannon-[C]ball.
{eoc}
{c:verse 3}
Oh, [C]here's old daddy Cleaton, let his name forever [F]be
And [G]long be remembered in the [G7]courts of Tennes-[C]see
For he [C]is a good old rounder 'til the [C7]curtain round him [F]fall
He'll be [G]carried back to victory on the [G7]Wabash Cannon-[C]ball.
{soc}
Oh, [C]listen to the jingle, the [C7]rumer and the [F]roar
As she [G]glides along the woodland, o’er [G7]hills and by the [C]shore
She [C]climbs the flowery mountains, hear the [C7]merry hobo [F]squall
As she [G]glides along the woodland, the [G7]Wabash Cannon-[C]ball.
{eoc}
{c:verse 4}
I have [C]rode the I.C. Limited, also the Royal [F]Blue
A-[G]cross the Eastern counties on [G7]Elkhorn Number [C]Two
[C]I have rode those highball trains from [C7]coast to coast that's [F]all
But [G]I have found no equal to the [G7]Wabash Cannon-[C]ball.
{soc}
Oh, [C]listen to the jingle, the [C7]rumer and the [F]roar
As she [G]glides along the woodland, o’er [G7]hills and by the [C]shore
She [C]climbs the flowery mountains, hear the [C7]merry hobo [F]squall
As she [G]glides along the woodland, the [G7]Wabash Cannon-[C]ball.
{eoc}
