Johnny Mercer - On The Atchison Topeka And Santa Fe Lyrics

Do you hear that whistle down the line?
I'm thinking that's engine number 49
She's the only one that'll sound that way
On the Atchison, Topeka & the Santa Fe

See the old smoke rising round the bend
I reckon that she knows she's going to meet a friend
Folks around these parts get the time of day
From the Atchison, Topeka & the Santa Fe

Here she comes (oooh)
Hey Jim you better get the rig (oooh)
She's got a list of passengers that's pretty big
And they'll all want a list to Brown's Hotel
Cause lots of them have been traveling for quite a spell
All the way from Philadelphia
On the Atchinson, Topeka & the Santa Fe

All aboard
All Aboard
Chug a chug chug chug chug woo-woo
Chug a chug chug chug chug woo-woo
Let her rip, let her rip Mister Engineer
Gotta go gotta go far away from here
While the man at the fire shovels on the coal
Stick your head out the cab watch the driver roll
See the towns & the roads go whipping by

Farethewell Laramie, Alberque high
Yessire here we are
Going all the way
Won't quit til we hit california

On the Atchison, Topeka & Santa Fe
On the Atchison, Topeka & Santa Fe
Here she comes
Hey Jim you better get the rig (oooh)
She's got a list of passengers that's pretty big
And they'll all want a list to Brown's Hotel
Cause lots of them have been traveling for quite a spell
All the way from Philadelphia
On the Atchinson, Topeka & the Santa Fe