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

Verse

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