Chords for Bonnie Owens - Wabash Cannon Ball (1967).
Tempo:
107 bpm
Chords used:
G#
C#
F#
G#m
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
[G#] [C#]
From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide [F#] Pacific shore, [G#] from the queen of flowing mountains to the South Belle by [C#] the moor,
hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome [F#] hobo squall, [G#] they're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash [C#] Cannonball.
She came down to Birmingham one cold December [F#] day, as [G#] she pulled into the station you could hear the [C#] people say,
there's a gal from Tennessee, she's long [F#] and she's tall, [G#] she came down from Birmingham on the Wabash [C#] Cannonball.
Listen to the jingle, the rumble [F#] and the roar, as she [G#] glides along the woodlands through the hills and [C#] by the shore,
hear the mighty rush of the engine, [G#m] hear the lonesome [F#] hobo [G#] squall, they're traveling through the jungle on the [C#] Wabash Cannonball.
[F#] [G#]
[C#] [D#]
[F#] [G#] [G#m]
[C#] Well, the eastern states are dandy so the people [F#] always say, [G#] from New York to St.
Louis [G#] and Chicago by [C#] the way,
from the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall, [G#] no chances can be taken on the Wabash [C#] Cannonball.
Listen to the jingle, the [F#] rumble and the roar, [G#] as she glides along the woodlands through the hills and [C#] by the shore,
hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear that lonesome hobo squall, [G#] they're traveling through the jungle on the [C#] Wabash Cannonball.
[G#] [D#] [C#] [G#]
[G#] [C#]
From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide [F#] Pacific shore, [G#] from the queen of flowing mountains to the South Belle by [C#] the moor,
hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome [F#] hobo squall, [G#] they're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash [C#] Cannonball.
She came down to Birmingham one cold December [F#] day, as [G#] she pulled into the station you could hear the [C#] people say,
there's a gal from Tennessee, she's long [F#] and she's tall, [G#] she came down from Birmingham on the Wabash [C#] Cannonball.
Listen to the jingle, the rumble [F#] and the roar, as she [G#] glides along the woodlands through the hills and [C#] by the shore,
hear the mighty rush of the engine, [G#m] hear the lonesome [F#] hobo [G#] squall, they're traveling through the jungle on the [C#] Wabash Cannonball.
[F#] [G#]
[C#] [D#]
[F#] [G#] [G#m]
[C#] Well, the eastern states are dandy so the people [F#] always say, [G#] from New York to St.
Louis [G#] and Chicago by [C#] the way,
from the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall, [G#] no chances can be taken on the Wabash [C#] Cannonball.
Listen to the jingle, the [F#] rumble and the roar, [G#] as she glides along the woodlands through the hills and [C#] by the shore,
hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear that lonesome hobo squall, [G#] they're traveling through the jungle on the [C#] Wabash Cannonball.
[G#] [D#] [C#] [G#]
Key:
G#
C#
F#
G#m
D#
G#
C#
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide [F#] Pacific shore, [G#] from the queen of flowing mountains to the South Belle by [C#] the moor,
hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome [F#] hobo squall, [G#] they're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash [C#] Cannonball.
_ She came down to Birmingham one cold December [F#] day, as [G#] she pulled into the station you could hear the [C#] people say,
there's a gal from Tennessee, she's long [F#] and she's tall, [G#] she came down from Birmingham on the Wabash [C#] Cannonball.
_ Listen to the jingle, the rumble [F#] and the roar, as she [G#] glides along the woodlands through the hills and [C#] by the shore,
hear the mighty rush of the engine, [G#m] hear the lonesome [F#] hobo [G#] squall, they're traveling through the jungle on the [C#] Wabash Cannonball. _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D#] _
_ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _
_ [C#] _ _ Well, the eastern states are dandy so the people [F#] always say, [G#] from New York to St.
Louis [G#] and Chicago by [C#] the way,
from the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall, [G#] no chances can be taken on the Wabash [C#] Cannonball.
_ Listen to the jingle, the [F#] rumble and the roar, [G#] as she glides along the woodlands through the hills and [C#] by the shore,
hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear that lonesome hobo squall, [G#] they're traveling through the jungle on the [C#] Wabash Cannonball.
[G#] _ _ [D#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide [F#] Pacific shore, [G#] from the queen of flowing mountains to the South Belle by [C#] the moor,
hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome [F#] hobo squall, [G#] they're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash [C#] Cannonball.
_ She came down to Birmingham one cold December [F#] day, as [G#] she pulled into the station you could hear the [C#] people say,
there's a gal from Tennessee, she's long [F#] and she's tall, [G#] she came down from Birmingham on the Wabash [C#] Cannonball.
_ Listen to the jingle, the rumble [F#] and the roar, as she [G#] glides along the woodlands through the hills and [C#] by the shore,
hear the mighty rush of the engine, [G#m] hear the lonesome [F#] hobo [G#] squall, they're traveling through the jungle on the [C#] Wabash Cannonball. _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D#] _
_ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _
_ [C#] _ _ Well, the eastern states are dandy so the people [F#] always say, [G#] from New York to St.
Louis [G#] and Chicago by [C#] the way,
from the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall, [G#] no chances can be taken on the Wabash [C#] Cannonball.
_ Listen to the jingle, the [F#] rumble and the roar, [G#] as she glides along the woodlands through the hills and [C#] by the shore,
hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear that lonesome hobo squall, [G#] they're traveling through the jungle on the [C#] Wabash Cannonball.
[G#] _ _ [D#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _ _