Wabash Cannonball/Tolono

Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar as she glides along the woodland
 ore the hills and by the shore
 hear the rush of the mighty engine hear the lonesome hobos call
 he's riding through the jungle on the Wabash cannon ball
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 now the western states are dandies so the southern people say from Chicago
 and St. Louis
 and Peoria by the way
 to the lake of Minnesota where the rippling waters flow no chances to be
 taken on
 the Wabash cannon ball
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 she pulled in to the station one cold December day
 as she rolled up to the platform you could hear all the people say
 now theirs a gal from Birmingham she's Elong and she's tall she came down
 from Georgia
 on the Wabash cannon ball
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 now heres to daddy claxton may his name forever stand
 and always be remembered in the courts of all the land
 his earthly race is over and as the curtain falls
 we'll carry him back to Dixie on the Wabash cannon ball
 Wabash Cannonball
 I was headed for Tolono on the Wabash Cannonball
 Norfolk and Western all the way
 St. Louis down the line, Detroit somewhere behind
 I thought I heard that old conductor say
 No round trip ticket, you're on the final run
 This Cannonball is never comin' back
 Tomorrow she'll just be another memory
 And an echo down a rusty railroad track
 I got off at Tolono, just below Champagne
 A flagstop on the edge of yesterday
 The whistle blew a song, I whispered "So long"
 Waved my hand and slowly walked away
 No round trip ticket, you're on the final run
 This Cannonball is never comin' back
 Tomorrow she'll just be another memory
 And an echo down a rusty railroad track
 I think about tomorrow, wonder why it is
 We give up all the things we love the most
 Goodbye, you old hog. I'll have to ride the Dog
 Till they build a subway coast to coast
 But no round trip ticket, you're on the final run
 This Cannonball is never comin' back
 Tomorrow she'll just be another memory
 And an echo down a rusty railroad track