Chords for Wabash Cannonball
Tempo:
99.55 bpm
Chords used:
C
D
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
She come down from Birmingham one cold December [C] day, [D] As she rode into the station you could hear [G] the people say,
That train from Indiana, she's long [C] and she's tall, [D] And some combination called the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
Now listen to the jingle, the [C] rumble and the roar, [D] As she comes down the mountains, through the hills and [G] by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the [C] lonesome hobbles call, [D] Racing through the jungle on the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
From the great Atlantic Ocean to the [C] wide Pacific shore, [D] From the green and flowing mountains to the old [G] hill by the moor,
She's long and she's handsome and quite well [C] known by all, [D] And some combination called the Wolf [G] at Cannonball.
Now listen to the jingle, the rumble [C] and the roar, [D] As she comes down the mountains, through the hills [G] and by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the lonesome [C] hobbles call, [D] Racing through the jungle on the Wolf [G] at Cannonball.
Now here to that old engineer his name [C] will ever stand, [D] He'll always be remembered in the parks [G] throughout the land,
When his mighty race is over and the curtain around [C] him falls, [D] He'll carry him back to Dixie on the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
Now listen to the jingle, the [C] rumble and the roar, [D] As she comes down the mountains, through the hills [G] and by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the lonesome [C] hobbles call, [D] Racing through the jungle on the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
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That train from Indiana, she's long [C] and she's tall, [D] And some combination called the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
Now listen to the jingle, the [C] rumble and the roar, [D] As she comes down the mountains, through the hills and [G] by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the [C] lonesome hobbles call, [D] Racing through the jungle on the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
From the great Atlantic Ocean to the [C] wide Pacific shore, [D] From the green and flowing mountains to the old [G] hill by the moor,
She's long and she's handsome and quite well [C] known by all, [D] And some combination called the Wolf [G] at Cannonball.
Now listen to the jingle, the rumble [C] and the roar, [D] As she comes down the mountains, through the hills [G] and by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the lonesome [C] hobbles call, [D] Racing through the jungle on the Wolf [G] at Cannonball.
Now here to that old engineer his name [C] will ever stand, [D] He'll always be remembered in the parks [G] throughout the land,
When his mighty race is over and the curtain around [C] him falls, [D] He'll carry him back to Dixie on the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
Now listen to the jingle, the [C] rumble and the roar, [D] As she comes down the mountains, through the hills [G] and by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the lonesome [C] hobbles call, [D] Racing through the jungle on the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
[N]
Key:
C
D
G
C
D
G
C
D
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_ _ _ _ She come down from Birmingham one cold December [C] day, [D] As she rode into the station you could hear [G] the people say,
That train from Indiana, she's long [C] and she's tall, [D] And some combination called the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
_ Now listen to the jingle, the [C] rumble and the roar, [D] As she comes down the mountains, through the hills and [G] by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the [C] lonesome hobbles call, [D] Racing through the jungle on the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
_ From the great Atlantic Ocean to the [C] wide Pacific shore, [D] From the green and flowing mountains to the old [G] hill by the moor,
She's long and she's handsome and quite well [C] known by all, [D] And some combination called the Wolf [G] at Cannonball.
_ Now listen to the jingle, the rumble [C] and the roar, [D] As she comes down the mountains, through the hills [G] and by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the lonesome [C] hobbles call, [D] Racing through the jungle on the Wolf [G] at Cannonball.
_ Now here to that old engineer his name [C] will ever stand, [D] He'll always be remembered in the parks [G] throughout the land,
When his mighty race is over and the curtain around [C] him falls, [D] He'll carry him back to Dixie on the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
_ Now listen to the jingle, the [C] rumble and the roar, [D] As she comes down the mountains, through the hills [G] and by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the lonesome [C] hobbles call, [D] Racing through the jungle on the Wolf at [G] Cannonball. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ She come down from Birmingham one cold December [C] day, [D] As she rode into the station you could hear [G] the people say,
That train from Indiana, she's long [C] and she's tall, [D] And some combination called the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
_ Now listen to the jingle, the [C] rumble and the roar, [D] As she comes down the mountains, through the hills and [G] by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the [C] lonesome hobbles call, [D] Racing through the jungle on the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
_ From the great Atlantic Ocean to the [C] wide Pacific shore, [D] From the green and flowing mountains to the old [G] hill by the moor,
She's long and she's handsome and quite well [C] known by all, [D] And some combination called the Wolf [G] at Cannonball.
_ Now listen to the jingle, the rumble [C] and the roar, [D] As she comes down the mountains, through the hills [G] and by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the lonesome [C] hobbles call, [D] Racing through the jungle on the Wolf [G] at Cannonball.
_ Now here to that old engineer his name [C] will ever stand, [D] He'll always be remembered in the parks [G] throughout the land,
When his mighty race is over and the curtain around [C] him falls, [D] He'll carry him back to Dixie on the Wolf at [G] Cannonball.
_ Now listen to the jingle, the [C] rumble and the roar, [D] As she comes down the mountains, through the hills [G] and by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the lonesome [C] hobbles call, [D] Racing through the jungle on the Wolf at [G] Cannonball. _ _ _ _ _
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