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I stood on the Atlantic Ocean
                 C
The wide Pacific shore
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To the queen of the flowing mountains
                        G
To the southbell by the door
 
She's long and tall and handsome
                     C
And loved by one and all
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She's a modern combination
                  G 
Called the Wabash Cannonball


Oh listen to the jingle
The rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodlands
Through the hills and by the shores
Hear the mighty rush of engines
Hear the lonsome hobos' call
We're travelling through the jungles
On the Wabash Cannonball

The eastern states are dandies
So the western people say
From New York to St. Louis
And Chicago by the way
Through the hills of Minnesota
Where the rippling waters fall
No chances can be taken
On the Wabash Cannonball

Here's to Daddy Klaxton
May his name forever stand
Will he be remembered
Through parts of all our land
His earthly race is over
And the curtain 'round him falls
We'll carry him on to victory
On the Wabash Cannonball