From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
 She climbs a flowery mountains for the hills and by the shore
 She's mighty tall and handsome she's known quite well by all
 She's a [bad word] on the Wabash Cannonball

 Listen to the jingle [bad word] and the roar
 As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
 Hear the [bad word] of the engine hear those lonesome hoboes call
 Traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball
 [ guitar ]
 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...
 [ dobro ]
 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