E7      A    D9   A     D9   A   E7   A  
Do you hear that whistle down the line  
Cdim  A        D9      A     Cdim     A E7 A  
 I   figure that it's engine number fortynine  
E7        A    D9  A   D9      F#7       Cdim  
She's the only    one that'll sound that way  
        A       A9    D9  Cdim   E7      A  
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe All aboard, she's on her way  
E7      A    D9   A     D9   A    E7   A  
See the old smoke risin'    round the bend  
Cdim  A     D9       A         Cdim    A   E7   A  
 I  reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend  
E7         A  D9    A     D9      F#7     Cdim  
Folks around these parts kept the time of day  
          A         A9  D9   Cdim  E7      A  
From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe  

Bridge one  
A7        D             D6              F#m        Bm  
Here she comes  whoo whoo  oowhoo  oo whoo whoo whoo.  
     A      Cdim   Bm5-/7 E7   A  
Hey, Jim, ya better get  the rig  
A7   D    D6      F#m         Bm  
Oowhoo   whoo oowhoo  whoo whoo  
      D             Cdim              Bm5-/7     E7  
She's got a list of passengers that's mighty big  
E7          A    D9   A    D9   A     E7   A  
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel  
 Cdim   A       D9        A      Cdim      A   E7  A  
'Cause lots of them been travelin'    for quite a spell  
E7       A   D9   A    D9 F#7   Cdim  
All the way from Philadelpheyeaye  
       A       A9    D9  Cdim      E7      A  
On the Atchison, Topeka    and the Santa Fe  
E7      A   D9 A  D9   A   E7   A  
Back in Ohio     where I come from  
Cdim  A     D9       A     Cdim        A    E7   A  
I've done a lot of dreamin' and I've travell'd   some  
E7     A D9   A     D9  F#7     Cdim  
But I never thought I'd see the day  
        A    A9     D9 Cdim     E7     A  
When I ever took a ride on the Santa Fe  
E7       A   D9 A   D9  A    E7   A  
I would lean across my window  sill  
Cdim  A       D9     A     Cdim  A    E7   A  
And hear the whistle echoin'  across the hill  
E7        A     D9   A    D9        F#7     Cdim  
Then I'd watch the lights till they fade away  
        A       A9    D9  Cdim      E7      A  
On the Atchison, Topeka    and the Santa Fe 

Bridge two  
A7        D             D7M            F#m         Bm  
What a thrill with the wheels asingin' "westward ho"  
D       Cdim   E7  Bm5-/7   D  
From the day I heard them start  
  D                   D7M    F#m           Bm  
'Cross the Kansas plains from New Mexico  
   D              Cdim            Bm5-/7    E7  
I guess I've got a little gypsy    in my heart  
E7        A   D9  A   D9   A    E7    A  
When I'm old and grey and settled    down  
Cdim  A     D9      A      Cdim    A   E7   A  
 If I ever get a chance to sneak away from town  
E7         A    D9  A    D9 F#7   Cdim  
Then I'll spend my busman's holiday  
        A       A9    D9  Cdim      E7      A  
On the Atchison, Topeka    and the Santa Fe