Chords for Hank Snow, The Wabash Cannonball

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_ From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wild Pacific shore,
[C] From the banks of the sweet Maryland to the icebound [F]
Labrador,
It's a scene of magic splendor that is known by one and [Bb] all,
[C] She's a modern combination [C] called the Wabash [F] Cannonball.
_ _ Listen to the jingle, to the rumble [Bb] and the roar,
[C] As she dashes through the woodland that steers [F] along the shore,
She's a mighty Russian engine, you can hear them [Bb] hobos call,
As they [C] ride the rocks and the break beams of the Wabash [F] Cannonball.
_ Your cities may be fair as you can [Bb] plainly see,
[C] From St.
Paul to Minneapolis, from the famous [F] Slovenia,
Then back to old Niagara where the laughing waters [Bb] fall,
[C] You can hear them hobos singing on the Wabash [F] Cannonball. _
_ Listen to the jingle, to the rumble [Bb] and the roar,
[C] As she dashes through the woodland that steers along [F] the shore,
She's a mighty Russian engine, you can hear them hobos call,
[C] As they ride the rocks and the break beams of the Wabash [F] Cannonball. _
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_ _ Here's the help to Daddy Claxton, may his name [Bb] forever stand,
[C] And always be respected by folks [F] throughout the land,
And when his moral race is running, the convertions [Bb] round him fall,
[C] We'll carry him home to glory on the Wabash [F] Cannonball.
_ _ Listen to the jingle, to the rumble and [Bb] the roar,
As [C] she dashes through the woodland that steers [F] along the shore,
She's a mighty Russian engine, you can hear them [Bb] hobos call,
As [C] they ride the rocks and the break beams of the Wabash [F] Cannonball.
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