Текст песни Bonnie Owens - Wabash Cannonball
Bonnie Owens - Wabash Cannonball слова песни
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shoreFrom the queen of flowing mountains to the southbells by the moorHear the mighty rush of the engine hear the lonesome hoboes squallThey`re traveling through the jungle on the Wabash CannonballShe came down from Birmingham one cold December dayAs she pulled into the station you could hear all them people sayThere`s a gal from Tennessee she`s long and she`s tallShe came down from Birmingham on the Wabash CannonballListen to the jingle the rumble and the roarAs she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shoreHear the mighty rush of the engine hear the lonesome hoboes squallThey`re traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball[ ac.guitar ]Well the eastern states are dandy so the people always sayFrom New York to St Louis and Chicago by the wayFrom the hills of Minnesotta where the wrippling waters fallNo changes can be taken on the Wabash CannonballListen to the jingle...