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

Verse

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