Chord Gitar Big John Khatt and the Highland Blues Band - The Wabash Cannonball Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar A#)

Verse

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From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore..
     E                                                     A
she climbs the flowery mountains, over hills and by the shore.
A                                                               D
She's mighty tall and handsome, and she's known quite well by all.
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She's the hobo's accomodation..the Wabash Cannonball.
 
[Verse 2]
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Oh, the Eastern states are dandy, so the Western people say..
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Chicago, Rock Island, St. Louis..by the way.
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To the lakes of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall..
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no changes can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball.
 
[Chorus]
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Oh, listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar..
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as she glides along the woodland, over hills and by the shore.
A                                                             D
Hear the mighty rush of her engine..hear the lonesome hobos call..
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she glides along the woodlands, the Wabash Cannonball.
 
[Verse 3]
A                                                            D
Well, she came on down from Birming-Town one cold December day..
        E                                                       A
as she pulled into the station you could hear all the people say.
A                                            D
She's from Tennessee..she's long and she's tall.
     E                                                  A
She come on down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball.
 
[Verse 4]
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Oh, here's to Daddy Claxon, let his name forever be..
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and long be remembered in the courts of Tennessee.
A                                                          D
For he's a good old rounder 'til the curtains 'round him fall..
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he'll be carried on to Glory on the Wabash Cannonball.
 
[Verse 5]
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I have rode the I.C. Limited, also the Royal Blue..
 E                                               A
across the Eastern counties on Elkhorn Number Two.
A                                                            D
I have rode those highball trains, from coast to coast and all..
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but I have found no equal to the Wabash Cannonball.
 
[Chorus]
A                                              D
Oh, listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar..
        E                                                  A
as she winds along the woodlands, over hills and by the shore.
A                                                  D
She's a mighty pretty lady, she's long and she's tall..
       E                                                  A
she's come on down from Birming-Town..the Wabash Cannonball.
 
[Outro]
A                                              D
Oh, listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar..
        E                                                  A
as she winds along the woodlands, over hills and by the shore.
A                                                             D
Hear the mighty rush of her engine..hear the lonesome hobos call..
       E                                      A
she's ridin' on to Glory..the Wabash Cannonball..
(Fade)