"Pan American" Lyrics

I have heard your stories about your fast trains
But now I'll tell you about one all the southern folks have seen
She's the beauty of the southlands listen to that whistle scream
It's that Pan American on her way to New Orleans.

She leaves Cincinnati headin' down that Dixie line
When she passes that Nashville tower you can hear that whistle whine
Stick your head out the window and feel that southern breeze
your on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans.

Ohio and Kentucky, Tennessee and Alabam
The delta state of Mississippi, she's Louisina bound
Of the trains in the southland this one is the queen
All the way from Cincinnati down to New Orleans.

If your ever in the south lands and want to see the scenes
Just get your self a ticket on that Pan American Queen
Louiville, Nashville, Montgomery the cap'tal of Alabam
You pass right through then all when your New Orleans bound.

She leaves Cincinnati headin' down that Dixie line
When she passes that Nashville tower you can hear that whistle whine
Stick your head out the window and feel that southern breeze
your on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans...