Cifras
The Wabash Cannonball

Tono: G

Introducción:

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             G                                                                                 C  
          Out from the wide Pacific to the broad Atlantic shore,
                                  D                                                              D7                                                 G  
          she climbs flowery mountains over hills and by the shore
                  C  
          Although she's tall and handsome and she's known quite well by all,
                                             D                                                      D7                                 G  
          she's a regular combination of the Wabash Cannonball.
                                                G                                                                         C  
          Oh, the eastern states are dandy, so the western people say,
                             D                                    D7                                         G  
          Chicago, Rock Island, St. Louis by the way.
                  C  
          To the lakes of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall,
                                  D                                                 D7                                 G  
          no changes to be taken on the Wabash Cannonball.
                             G                                                                                         C  
          Oh, listen to the jingle, the rumor and the roar,
                                                D                                                                 D7                                      G  
          as she glides along the woodlands over hills and by the shore
                          C  
          She climbs the flowery mountains, hear the merry hobos squall,
                                  D                                                                         D7              G  
          she glides along the woodlands, the Wabash Cannonball.
                                G                                                                                                            C  
          Oh, here's Old Daddy Cleton, let his name forever stand,
                                D                                                    D7                                      G  
          and long be remembered 'bo's throughout the land
                                                                                                                        C  
          For he is a good old rounder, till the curtain round him fall,
                                                D                                                                    D7                            G  
          he'll be carried back to victory on the Wabash Cannonball.
                                          G                                                                                         C  
          I have rode the I.C. Limited, also the Royal Blue
                        D                                                                    D7                                    G  
          across the eastern countries on mail car number two.
                                          G                                                                      C  
          I have rode those highball trains from coast to coast that's all,
                        D                                                                      D7                      G  
          but I have found no equal to the Wabash Cannonball.
                             G                                                                                         C  
          Oh, listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar,
                                  D                                      D7                                                            G  
          as she glides along the woodlands over hills and by the shore
                                                                                                        C  
          She climbs the flowery mountains, hear the merry hobos squall,
                                  D                                                                      D7                    G  
          she glides along the woodlands, the Wabash Cannonball