Wabash Cannon Ball - The Wood Brothers

Listen to the jingle... the rumble and the roar... As she glides along the woodland... ore the hills and by the shore Hear the rush a'the mighty engine... hear the lonesome hobos call He's riding through the jungle on... the Wabash Cannonball VERSE [1] Now the western states are dandies... so the southern people say From Chicago and St. Louis and Peoria by the way... To the lakes of Minnesota... where the rippling waters flow... No chances to be taken on... the Wabash Cannon ball VERSE [2] She pulled in to the station... one cold December day... As she rolled up to the platform... you could hear all the people say Now there's a gal from Birmingham... She's long as she is tall... She came down from Georgia... on the Wabash Cannonball VERSE [3] Now here's to daddy Claxton... may his name forever stand... And always be remembered... in the courts of all the land His earthly race is over and as the curtain falls We'll carry him back to Dixie... on the Wabash CannonballListen to the jingle... the rumble and the roar... As she glides along the woodland... ore the hills and by the shore Hear the rush of the mighty engine... hear the lonesome hobos call He's riding through the jungle on... the Wabash Cannonball

From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore She climbs a flowery mountains o'er the hills and by the shore She's mighty tall and handsome, she's known quite well by all She's a regular combination on the Wabash Cannonball Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear those lonesome hoboes call Traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball Well she came down from Birmingham one cold December day As she pulled into the station you could hear all the people say She's from Tennessee she's long and she's tall She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear those lonesome hoboes call Traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball Here's to daddy Claxton may his name forever stand And always be remembered in the courts throughout the land His earthly race is over and the curtains round him fall We'll carry him home to Dixie on the Wabash Cannonball Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear those lonesome hoboes call Traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball

From the great Atlantic ocean To the wide Pacific shore From the queen of flowin' mountain To the southbelt by the shore She's mighty tall and handsome And known quite well by all She's the combination On the Wabash Cannonball She came down from Birmingham One cold December day As she rolled into the station You could hear all the people say There's a girl from Tennessee She's long and she's tall She came down from Birmingham On the Wabash Cannonball Our eastern states are dandies So the people always say From New York to St. Louis And Chicago by the way From the hills of Minnesota Where the rippling waters fall No changes can be taken On that Wabash Cannonball Listen to the jingle The rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodland Through the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine Hear that lonesome hobo squall You're travlin' through the jungles On the Wabash Cannonball

You never smiled at my opening line If I remember it right well you might have been cyrin' I didn't know you but I thought it was time You didn't ask to know what I was thinkin' I know it was late and I might have been drinkin' When my passion welled up And I readied my aim I didn't know my own name I was loaded, loaded I have to say I was loaded You shied away but I hunted you down The truth is a bully and it'll slap you around I know it can be A pretty rough ride When my true heart's kickin' my side I was loaded, loaded Proud to say I was laded Sometimes the tip of my tongue Is the barrel of a gun And it's loaded All alone on my knee with my dreams of the past But my aim is till true and my draw is still fast My heart pulls the trigger It doesn't wait Who wants a heart that hesitates I was laded, loaded Have to say I was loaded Sometimes the tip of my tongue is the barrel of a gun And it's loaded Yeah the tip of my tongue Is the barrel of a gun And it's loaded

When I step off of that train I better sit down and wait Cause a soul can't travel that fast The best part of me will surely be late Cause a soul can't travel that fast A soul's gotta walk Like a pilgrim he stops To smell every flower on the path I better slow down Cause a soul can't Travel that fast When I get off of the road And I'm thinkin' I'm home I try to remember to remember When I'm holdin' my baby But I'm leaving her cold It's all cause a soul can't travel that fast Well a soul takes it's time Like a pilgrim he's tryin' To find him some peace that's gonna last I better slow down Cause a soul can't Travel that fast Travel that fast I better slow down Cause a soul can't Travel that fast Travel that fast If I'm runnin' or I'm flyin' And I'm losin' my mind Take my foot off of the gas Let the other fools pass A soul takes it slow Like a pilgrim he knows He's gonna get where he's goin' If he just stays on the path I better slow down Cause a soul can't Travel that fast Travel that fast I better slow down Cause a soul can't Travel that fast Travel that fast

Wastin' my mind on you. Wastin' my mind on you. Makes my head spin, Where does your love begin and end There's no answer, To the questions I keep askin' you. Look at me like I'm a fool. Wastin' my mind on you. Wastin' my mind on you. Wishin' my heart would've thought things through. Wastin' my mind on you. Sweet confusion, Always changin' your point of view. A fine illusion, Keeps me hangin' on to find the truth. Look at me I'm such a fool. Look at the fool. Follow true. Yeah, look at the fool. Wastin' my mind on you. Wastin' my mind on you. Wishin' my heart would've thought things through. Well I'm wastin' my mind... Wastin' my mind on you. Took out the fool.