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

Verse

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