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Key 34-150

 G                                           C 
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
        D                                                          G 
As she glides along the woodland, through the  hills and by the shore
 G                                                            C 
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo squall
       D                                                 G 
Your travelin through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball.

VERSE ONE
 G                                                   C 
           D                                                      G 
 G                                                     C 
she's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all
 D                                            G 
She's the combination, on the Wabash Cannonball.


VERSE TWO
 G                                                  C 
She came down from Birmingham, one cold December day
         D                                                        G 
as she rolled into the station , you could hear all the people say.
  G                                                     C 
there’s a girl form Tennessee , she’s long and she’s tall
 D                                                    G 
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball


CHORUS  INSTRUMENTAL
 G                                           C 
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
         D                                                         G 
As she glides along the woodland, through the  hills and by the shore
 G                                                             C 
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo squall
 D                                                       G 
Your travelin through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball.


VERSE THREE
 G                                                      C 
Our Eastern states are dandy, so the  people always say
      D                                            G 
 G                                                     C 
To the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
     D                                            G 
No chances will  be taken on the Wabash Cannonball.

VERSE FOUR
 G                                               C 
Here's to daddy Claxton, may his name forever stand
     D                                               G 
And always be remembered ‘round the courts of  Alabam
 G                                                    C 
His earthy race is over and the curtain round him fall
           D                                            G 
He'll be carried home to victory on the Wabash Cannonball.


CHORUS : REPEAT  AS  INSTRUMENTAL
 G                                           C 
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
        D                                                           G 
As she glides along the woodland, through the  hills and by the shore
 G                                                             C 
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo squall
 D                                                       G 
Your travelin through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball.


CHORUS REPEAT / VOCALLY
 G                                           C 
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
         D                                                          G 
As she glides along the woodland, through the  hills and by the shore
 G                                                            C 
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo squall
 D                                                       G 
Your travelin through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball.