Van Zandt, Townes - Wabash Cannonball Lyrics






Well, listen to the rumble, the rattle, and the roar She glides along the woodlands, down the hills and by the shore.
Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the lonesome hobo call Ride the rosin, break a bead on the Wabash Cannonball.

Well, she rode into Birmingham on a cold December day, All around the station, you could hear the people say.
She’s a girl from Tennessee. She’s long. She’s tall. No changes can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball.

Well, the eastern states are dandy, so the people always say New York, by the harbor, to Chicago, by the way.
Now to Minnesota, where the rippling waters fall, Ride the rosin, break a bead on the Wabash Cannonball.

Well, now she goes to Memphis, to New Mexico, Flies through East St. Louie lord. She never does it slow.
Sails to Colorado, lettin’ out an awful squall You can tell her by her whistle, she’s the Wabash Cannonball.

Well, here's to Denny Claxton, may his name forever stand Always be remember in the courts of Alabam’.
When his earthly reign is over and his curtain ‘round him falls We’ll carry him home in glory on the Wabash Cannonball.





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  1. M.... C....

    Frauline is a great blue grass sounding song ... Townes has a great twangy voice that is perfect.

  2. B.... a....

    best Wabash sorry flatts and scruggs

  3. P.... G....

    One of the best videos out there

  4. b.... b....

    Thanks for posting TVZ's version of Wabash Cannonball is hard to come by.

  5. H.... ....

    Great stuff! If I never discovered TVZ, I would of been long gone with the blues. I would have had those long gone blues

  6. G.... S....

    Well, listen to the rumble, the rattle, and the roar
    She glides along the woodlands, down the hills and by the shore.
    Hear the mighty rush of engine, hear the lonesome hobo call
    Ride the rosin, break a bead on the Wabash Cannonball.

  7. G.... S....

    Well, she rode into Birmingham on a cold December day,
    All around the station, you could hear the people say.
    She’s a girl from Tennessee. She’s long. She’s tall.
    No changes can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball.

  8. G.... S....

    Well, the eastern states are dandy, so the people always say
    New York, by the harbor, to Chicago, by the way.
    Now to Minnesota, where the rippling waters fall,
    Ride the rosin, break a bead on the Wabash Cannonball.

  9. G.... S....

    Well, now she goes to Memphis, to New Mexico,
    Flies through East St. Louie lord. She never does it slow.
    Sails to Colorado, lettin’ out an awful squall
    You can tell her by her whistle, she’s the Wabash Cannonball.

  10. G.... S....

    Well, here's to Denny Claxton, may his name forever stand
    Always be remember in the courts of Alabam’.
    When his earthly reign is over and his curtain ‘round him falls
    We’ll carry him home in glory on the Wabash Cannonball.

  11. G.... S....

    Couldn't find proper WC lyrics to TVZ's version, so here they come:

  12. P.... M....

    @cvansan it's Townes Van Zandt...i think the album is ''rear view mirror'' or it's off ''Roadsongs''. there all great so you better off gettin em both hehe ;)

  13. c.... ....

    This is awesome, where did you get this? Such a distinctive take on the
    Cannonball.