Wabash Cannonball
	

     From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore
     From the green ol' Smoky Mountains to the south lands by the shore
     She's mighty tall and handsome and she's known quite well by all
     She's the regular combination of the Wabash Cannonball

     Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
     As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
     Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobos call
     You're traveling through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball

     Our eastern states are dandy, so the people always say
     From New York to St Louis with Chicago by the way
     From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
     No changes can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball

     Now here's to Daddy Claxton, may his name forever stand
     And always be remembered through the courts throughout the land
     His earthly race is over, now the curtains round him fall
     We'll carry him home to victory on the Wabash Cannonball