Wabash Cannonball - Claire Lynch

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

I knew when she flew in she wouldn't stay. Every now and then God makes one that a way. Red-haired, wild-child, with storms in her eyes. I knew I'd never be the same. That's the thing about a hurricane. She's all lightnin', and wind and rain. Get's you close and you're swept away. Better hold on till it breaks, cause it's a hell of a ride, if you can just survive the pain. That's the thing about a hurricane. She said she was a runnin' from her past. Every breath she stole felt like my last. And her kiss told me 'better get outta there', but I was too far to care. And that's the thing about a hurricane. She's all lightnin', and wind and rain. Get's you close and you're swept away. Better hold on till it breaks, cause it's a hell of a ride, if you can just survive the pain. That's the thing about a hurricane. Now even in blue skies, there ain't no forgettin'. Is it any wonder they name em after women? And that's the thing about a hurricane. She's all lightnin', and wind and rain. Get's you close and you're swept away. Better hold on till it breaks, cause it's a hell of a ride, if you can just survive the pain. That's the thing about a hurricane.

I went down to the football game Went down to the football game But I thought it was really a shame I saw you with another man I saw you with another man Saw you with another man You'd better learn, baby I hope you can Ain't no way I'm going over now Ain't no way Ain't no way if I'm gonna travel Gonna make that call Gonna make that call I went down to the football game Went down to the football game But I thought it was really a shame I saw you with another man I saw you with another man I saw you with another man You'd better learn, baby I hope you can Ain't no way I'm going over now Ain't no way Ain't no way I'm gonna come Gonna make that call Gonna make that call With my [Incomprehensible]