Wabash Cannonball - Live in Ireland

Ladies and gentlemen of the Carter family

My sister, Helen

Daughter, Rosie

From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore

From Greenland's icy mountain to the south land by the shore

She's from Tennessee, boy, and she's long and she's tall

She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball

Well, listen to the jingle and the rumble and the roar

As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore

Hear the mighty rush of the engine

Hear the lonesome ho-ho squall

Traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball

Well, she came down from Birmingham one cold December day

As she pulled into the station, you could hear the people say

She's from Tennessee, she's long and she's tall

A regular combination of the Wabash Cannonball

Well, listen to the jingle and the rumble and the roar

As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore

Hear the mighty rush of the engine

Hear the lonesome ho-ho squall

Traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball

Well, here's to daddy Clarkson, may his name forever stand

And always be remembered in the ports throughout the land

Yeah!

When this earthly race is over and the curtain around him falls

We'll carry him home to Dixie on the Wabash Cannonball

Well, listen to the jingle and the rumble and the roar

As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore

Hear the mighty rush of the engine

Hear the lonesome ho-ho squall

She's traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball

Traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball