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Chorus

Take this hammer and carry it to the captain
Take this hammer and carry it to the captain
Take this hammer and carry it to the captain

An’ Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone

Verse 1

If he ask you was I runnin’
If he ask you was I runnin’
If he ask you was I runnin’
Tell him I was flyin’
Tell him I was flyin’
If he ask you was I laughin’
If he ask you was I laughin’
If he ask you was I laughin’
Tell him I was cryin’
Tell him I was cryin’

Chorus


Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Take this hammer carry it to the captain

Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone


Verse 2


I don’t want no green back dollar
I don’t want no green back dollar
I don’t want no green back dollar


It hurts my pride
It hurts my pride

Chorus

Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Take this hammer carry it to the captain

Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone


Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone


Traditional arranged byManuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Verse 1
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountains to the south side by the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all
She's the combination on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 2
Now She came down from Birmingham one cold December day
As she rolled into the station you could hear all the people say
There's that gal from Tennessee she's long and she's tall
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 3
Yeah Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call
You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 4
Our Eastern states are dandy so the people always say
From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
No chances can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 5
So Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call
You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball


Traditional arranged by
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

I’ve been down and under
don’t know what’s going onI’ve been down and under
don’t know what I’m doing wrongAin’t no use in trying to get back up on my feet‘cause I’ve been down and under so long
Heard from my baby yesterdayhe said that he’s doing fineheard from my baby yesterdayhe said he’s doing fineso damn hard to hear him smile I nearly lost my mind‘cause I’ve been down and under so long
Been looking for good companyto help me clear my headI’ve been looking for good company
to help me clear my headOne more night by my own side won’t get me out of bed‘cause I’ve been down and under so long
They told me just to wait it outthese blues will come and gotold me just to wait it outthese blues will come and gobut days keep getting colder and the sun don’t seem to show‘cause I’ve been down and under so long
I’ve been down and under
don’t know what’s going onI’ve been down and under
don’t know what I’m doing wrongAin’t no use in trying to get back up on my feet‘cause I’ve been down and under so long