WABASH CANNONBALL
Roy Acuff

INTRO: CHORUS  INSTRUMENTAL

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Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
       D                                                        G
As she glides along the woodland, through the  hills and by the shore
G                                                          C
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo squall
      D                                               G
Your travelin through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball.

VERSE ONE
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From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore
          D                                                    G
From the queen of flowing mountains, to the south bell by the shore
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she's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all
D                                          G
She's the combination, on the Wabash Cannonball.


VERSE TWO
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She came down from Birmingham, one cold December day
        D                                                      G
as she rolled into the station , you could hear all the people say.
 G                                                   C
there’s a girl form Tennessee , she’s long and she’s tall
D                                                  G
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball


CHORUS  INSTRUMENTAL
G                                         C
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar 
        D                                                       G
As she glides along the woodland, through the  hills and by the shore
G                                                           C
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo squall
D                                                     G
Your travelin through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball.


VERSE THREE
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Our Eastern states are dandy, so the  people always say
     D                                          G
From New York to Saint Louis and Chicago by the way
G                                                   C
To the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
    D                                          G
No chances will  be taken on the Wabash Cannonball.

VERSE FOUR 
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Here's to daddy Claxton, may his name forever stand
    D                                             G
And always be remembered ‘round the courts of  Alabam
G                                                  C
His earthy race is over and the curtain round him fall
          D                                          G
He'll be carried home to victory on the Wabash Cannonball.


CHORUS : REPEAT  AS  INSTRUMENTAL
G                                         C
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar  
       D                                                         G
As she glides along the woodland, through the  hills and by the shore
G                                                           C
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo squall
D                                                     G
Your travelin through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball.


CHORUS REPEAT / VOCALLY
G                                         C
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar 
        D                                                        G
As she glides along the woodland, through the  hills and by the shore
G                                                          C
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo squall
D                                                     G
Your travelin through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball.