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[G]Out from the wide Pacific to the broad Atlantic [C]shore
She c[D]limbs the flowery mountains, over [D7]hills and by the[G] shore
[G]Although she's tall and handsome and she's known quite well by al[C]l
She's [D]a regular combination, the Wabash [G]Cannonball.
[G]Oh, listen to the jingle, the [G7]rumble and the [C]roar
As she [D]glides along the woodland, over [D7]hills and by the [G]shore
[G]She climbs the flowery mountains, hear the m[G7]erry hobo s[C]quall
As she [D]glides along the woodland, the [D7]Wabash Cannon[G]ball.
[G]Oh the Eastern states are dandy, so the Western people [C]say
Chi[D]cago, Rock Island, St. [D7]Louis by the [G]way
[G]To the lakes of Minnesota where the ri[G7]ppling waters f[C]all
No [D]chances to be taken on the [D7]Wabash Cannon[G]ball.
[G]I have rode the I.C. Limited, also the Royal [C]Blue
Ac[D]ross the Eastern counties on [D7]Elkhorn Number [G]Two
[G]I have rode these highball trains from coast to [G7]coast that's [C]all
But I[D] have found no equal to the [D7]Wabash Cannon[G]ball.
[G]Oh, here's old daddy Cleaton, let his name forever [C]be
[D]And long be remembered in the c[D7]ourts of Tenne[G]ssee
[G]For he is a good old rounder 'til the [G7]curtain round him [C]fall
[D]He'll be carried back to victory on the [D7]Wabash Cannon[G]ball.
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chorus, RUMBLE not RUMOR