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

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)