I stood on the Atlantic Ocean

The wide Pacific shore

To the queen of the flowing mountains

To the southbell by the door

She's long and tall and handsome

And loved by one and all

She's a modern combination

Called the Wabash Cannonball

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Oh listen to the jingle

The rumble and the roar

As she glides along the woodlands

Through the hills and by the shores

Hear the mighty rush of engines

Hear the lonsome hobos' call

We're travelling through the jungles

On the Wabash Cannonball

The eastern states are dandies

So the western people say

From New York to St. Louis

And Chicago by the way

Through the hills of Minnesota

Where the rippling waters fall

No chances can be taken

On the Wabash Cannonball

Chorus

Here's to Daddy Klaxton

May his name forever stand

Will he be remembered

Through parts of all our land

His earthly race is over

And the curtain 'round him falls

We'll carry him on to victory

On the Wabash Cannonball

Chorus