Lyrics of
Pan American

INTRO
I have heard your stories about your fast trains,
But now I'll tell you about one all the southern folks have seen.
She's the beauty of the southland listen to that whistle scream,
It's that Pan American on her way to New Orleans.
She leaves Cincinnati headin' down that Dixie line,
When she passes that Nashville tower you can hear that whistle whine.
Stick your head right out the window and feel that southern breeze,
You're on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans.
INSTRUMENTAL
If you're ever in the southland and want to see the scenes,
Just get yourself a ticket on the Pan American Queen.
There's Louisville, Nashville, Montgomery the capital of Alabam,
You pass right through them all when your New Orleans bound.
INSTRUMENTAL
She leaves Cincinnati headin' down that Dixie line,
When she passes that Nashville tower you can hear that whistle whine.
Stick your head right out the window and feel that southern breeze,
You're on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans.