From the great Atlantic Ocean To the wide Pacific shore
From sunny California, To icebound Labrador,
She's mighty tall and handsome.  
She's loved by one and all.  
She's the hobos' `commodation
She's the Wabash Cannonball

Listen to the whistle, The rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodlands
Thru the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine
Hear those lonesome hobos squall
While travelling thru the jungle On the Wabash Cannonball

Our eastern states are dandy So the people always say
From New York to St.   Louis And Chicago by the way
Thru the hills of Minnesota Where the rippling waters fall
No chances can be taken on The Wabash Cannonball