The Wabash Cannonball - Pete Seeger

I stood on the Atlantic Ocean

On the wide Pacific shore

Heard the Queen of flowing mountains

To the South Belle by the door

She’s long and tall and handsome

She’s loved by one and all

She’s a modern combination

Called the Wabash Cannonball

Now listen to the jingle

The rumble and the roar

Riding through the woodlands

Through the hills and by the shore

Hear the mighty rush of engines

Hear that lonesome hobo squall

Riding through the jungles

On the Wabash Cannonball

Now 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 them rippling waters fall

No chances can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball

Now listen to the jingle

The rumble and the roar

Riding through the woodlands

Through the hills and by the shore

Hear the mighty rush of engines

Hear that lonesome hobo squall

Riding through the jungles

On the Wabash Cannonball

Here’s to Daddy Claxton

May his name forever stand

Will he be remembered

Through parts of all our land?

When his earthly race is over

the curtain 'round him falls

We’ll carry him on to victory

On the Wabash Cannonball

Listen to the jingle

The rumble and the roar

Riding through the woodlands

Through the hills and by the shore

Hear the mighty rush of engines

Hear that lonesome hobo squall

Riding through the jungles

On the Wabash Cannonball