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The Carter Family 
Wabash Cannonball 


     G                               C 
    Out from the wide Pacific to the broad Atlantic shore, 
             D                        D7                   G 
    she climbs flowery mountains over hills and by the shore 
       C 
    Although she's tall and handsome and she's known quite well by all, 
                 D                     D7             G 
    she's a regular combination of the Wabash Cannonball. 

                  G                            C 
    Oh, the eastern states are dandy, so the western people say, 
           D              D7                G 
    Chicago, Rock Island, St. Louis by the way. 

       C 
    To the lakes of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall, 
             D                   D7             G 
    no changes to be taken on the Wabash Cannonball. 

           G                                  C 
    Oh, listen to the jingle, the rumor and the roar, 
                  D                         D7               G 
    as she glides along the woodlands over hills and by the shore 
          C 
    She climbs the flowery mountains, hear the merry hobos squall, 
             D                            D7      G 
    she glides along the woodlands, the Wabash Cannonball. 

            G                                         C 
    Oh, here's Old Daddy Cleton, let his name forever stand, 
            D                    D7               G 
    and long be remembered 'bo's throughout the land 
                                             C 
    For he is a good old rounder, till the curtain round him fall, 
                  D                          D7           G 
    he'll be carried back to victory on the Wabash Cannonball. 

                G                                  C 
    I have rode the I.C. Limited, also the Royal Blue 
         D                          D7              G 
    across the eastern countries on mail car number two. 
                G                           C 
    I have rode those highball trains from coast to coast that's all, 
         D                           D7         G 
    but I have found no equal to the Wabash Cannonball. 

           G                                  C 
    Oh, listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar, 

             D               D7                       G 
    as she glides along the woodlands over hills and by the shore                         
                                       C 
    She climbs the flowery mountains, hear the merry hobos squall, 
             D                           D7        G 
    she glides along the woodlands, the Wabash Cannonball