From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the green Ol' Smoky Mountains
To the south land by the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome
And she's known quite well by all
She's a regular combination on the Wabash Cannonball

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Just listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As we glide across the woodlands
Through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engines
Hear those lonesome hoboes call
We're gliding through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball

Now the eastern states are dandy, so the western people say
From New York to St. Louis with Chicago by the way
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
No chances can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball

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Here's to Daddy Klaxton
May his name forever stand
And always be remembered
Through the courts throughout the land
His earthly race is over
Now the curtains 'round him fall
We'll carry him home to victory
On the Wabash Cannonball

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