Chords for Boxcar Willie - Walbash Cannonball
Tempo:
102.1 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
D#
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D#] [A] .
[D] [E] [A] .
From the great Atlantic Ocean to the white Pacific [D] shore,.
To [E] the Queen of Blowing Mountain by the South Belt [A] by the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the engines, hear that lonesome [D] hobo's foal,.
[E] We're riding through the Dixie on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
Our eastern states are dandy, so the people [D] always say,.
[E] From New York to St.
Louis and Chicago by [A] the way,.
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling [D] waters fall,.
[E] No changes can be taken on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
Well, listen to the jingle, the rumble [D] and the roar,.
[E] As she glides along the woodland by the hills and [A] by the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the engines, hear that lonesome [D] hobo's [E] foal,.
We're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
.
[D] [E] .
[A] .
[D] [E] .
[A] She rolled into Birmingham one cold December [D] day,.
[E] As she pulled into the station you could hear all the [A] people say,.
There's a gal out there from Texas, she's [D] long and she's tall,.
[E] She's the combination of the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
Well, listen to the jingle, the rumble [D] and the roar,.
[E] As she glides along the woodland by the hills and [A] by the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the [F#m] engines, hear [A] that lonesome [D] hobo's foal,.
[E] We're traveling through the Dixie on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
.
[D] [E] .
[A] .
[D] [E] [A] .
Well, here's to Daddy Claxton, best name I'll [D] ever stand,.
[E] And always be remembered [A] throughout the straight land,.
His earthly race is over and we'll fare him [D] to the draw,.
[E] And we'll carry him up to heaven on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
Well, listen to the jingle, the rumble [D] and the roar,.
[E] As she glides along the [E] woodland by the hills and by [A] the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the engines, hear that lonesome [D] hobo's foal,.
[E] We're traveling through the Dixie on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
[E] We're riding through the jungle on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
.
[D] [E] [A] .
From the great Atlantic Ocean to the white Pacific [D] shore,.
To [E] the Queen of Blowing Mountain by the South Belt [A] by the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the engines, hear that lonesome [D] hobo's foal,.
[E] We're riding through the Dixie on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
Our eastern states are dandy, so the people [D] always say,.
[E] From New York to St.
Louis and Chicago by [A] the way,.
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling [D] waters fall,.
[E] No changes can be taken on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
Well, listen to the jingle, the rumble [D] and the roar,.
[E] As she glides along the woodland by the hills and [A] by the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the engines, hear that lonesome [D] hobo's [E] foal,.
We're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
.
[D] [E] .
[A] .
[D] [E] .
[A] She rolled into Birmingham one cold December [D] day,.
[E] As she pulled into the station you could hear all the [A] people say,.
There's a gal out there from Texas, she's [D] long and she's tall,.
[E] She's the combination of the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
Well, listen to the jingle, the rumble [D] and the roar,.
[E] As she glides along the woodland by the hills and [A] by the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the [F#m] engines, hear [A] that lonesome [D] hobo's foal,.
[E] We're traveling through the Dixie on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
.
[D] [E] .
[A] .
[D] [E] [A] .
Well, here's to Daddy Claxton, best name I'll [D] ever stand,.
[E] And always be remembered [A] throughout the straight land,.
His earthly race is over and we'll fare him [D] to the draw,.
[E] And we'll carry him up to heaven on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
Well, listen to the jingle, the rumble [D] and the roar,.
[E] As she glides along the [E] woodland by the hills and by [A] the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the engines, hear that lonesome [D] hobo's foal,.
[E] We're traveling through the Dixie on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
[E] We're riding through the jungle on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
.
Key:
A
E
D
D#
F#m
A
E
D
_ [D#] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[D] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ .
_ _ From the great Atlantic Ocean to the white Pacific [D] shore,.
To [E] the Queen of Blowing Mountain by the South Belt [A] by the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the engines, hear that lonesome [D] hobo's foal,.
[E] We're riding through the Dixie on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
_ Our eastern states are dandy, so the people [D] always say,.
[E] From New York to St.
Louis and Chicago by [A] the way,.
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling [D] waters fall,.
[E] No changes can be taken on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
_ Well, listen to the jingle, the rumble [D] and the roar,.
[E] As she glides along the woodland by the hills and [A] by the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the engines, hear that lonesome [D] hobo's [E] foal,.
We're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
_ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ .
[A] _ _ _ She rolled into Birmingham one cold December [D] day,.
[E] As she pulled into the station you could hear all the [A] people say,.
There's a gal out there from Texas, she's [D] long and she's tall,.
[E] She's the combination of the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
_ Well, listen to the jingle, the rumble [D] and the roar,.
[E] As she glides along the woodland by the hills and [A] by the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the [F#m] engines, hear [A] that lonesome [D] hobo's foal,.
[E] We're traveling through the Dixie on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
_ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ .
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ .
_ _ Well, here's to Daddy Claxton, best name I'll [D] ever stand,.
[E] And always be remembered [A] throughout the straight land,.
His earthly race is over and we'll fare him [D] to the draw,.
[E] And we'll carry him up to heaven on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
Well, listen to the jingle, the rumble [D] and the roar,.
[E] As she glides along the [E] woodland by the hills and by [A] the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the engines, hear that lonesome [D] hobo's foal,.
[E] We're traveling through the Dixie on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
[E] We're riding through the jungle on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
_ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[D] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ .
_ _ From the great Atlantic Ocean to the white Pacific [D] shore,.
To [E] the Queen of Blowing Mountain by the South Belt [A] by the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the engines, hear that lonesome [D] hobo's foal,.
[E] We're riding through the Dixie on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
_ Our eastern states are dandy, so the people [D] always say,.
[E] From New York to St.
Louis and Chicago by [A] the way,.
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling [D] waters fall,.
[E] No changes can be taken on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
_ Well, listen to the jingle, the rumble [D] and the roar,.
[E] As she glides along the woodland by the hills and [A] by the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the engines, hear that lonesome [D] hobo's [E] foal,.
We're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
_ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ .
[A] _ _ _ She rolled into Birmingham one cold December [D] day,.
[E] As she pulled into the station you could hear all the [A] people say,.
There's a gal out there from Texas, she's [D] long and she's tall,.
[E] She's the combination of the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
_ Well, listen to the jingle, the rumble [D] and the roar,.
[E] As she glides along the woodland by the hills and [A] by the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the [F#m] engines, hear [A] that lonesome [D] hobo's foal,.
[E] We're traveling through the Dixie on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
_ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ [D] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ .
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ .
_ _ Well, here's to Daddy Claxton, best name I'll [D] ever stand,.
[E] And always be remembered [A] throughout the straight land,.
His earthly race is over and we'll fare him [D] to the draw,.
[E] And we'll carry him up to heaven on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
Well, listen to the jingle, the rumble [D] and the roar,.
[E] As she glides along the [E] woodland by the hills and by [A] the shore,.
Hear the mighty rush of the engines, hear that lonesome [D] hobo's foal,.
[E] We're traveling through the Dixie on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
[E] We're riding through the jungle on the Wabash [A] Cannonball.
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