Lyrics:
along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call
As you ramble across the country
and the roar
As she glides along the woodland
Through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine
And the lonesome hoboes call
No
As she glides along the woodland to the hill and by the shore,
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear the lonesome hobo's call.
Ridding through
and the roar
As she glides along the woodland
Through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine
And the lonesome hoboes call
No
the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call
As you ramble across the country on that Wabash
In springtime when the snowdrops went,
Tomorrow seemed so bright.
c woodland walk was time well-spent,
The air so fresh and light.
Then summer rain
year
Your crooked smile when you asked my ASL
You said you'd meet me down at Woodland Hills Mall
But you didn't show up
God, fuck it all
I text you on my
and the roar
As she glides along the woodland
Through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine
And the lonesome hoboes call
No
be filled
And a life should be lived
In the piney wood hills
I'll return to the woodlands
I'll return to the snow
I'll return to the hills
Up on Clarks Hill
Got some stories I could tell
Took that bass boat of mine
And drove it straight into a BUI
Up on Clarks Hill
Got some stories I'll
Hear the whistle, of the next train, calling out, coming through
Past the campground, Abel Mountain,
Where my love lies sleeping there
In her camper
those dry brown hills of gold country
Was ten years old and happy, out of school a week early
We drove past the welcome sign, people playing 'neath
filled
and a life should be lived
in the piney wood hills
I'll return to the woodlands
I'll return to the snow
I'll return to the hills
and the valley
on the Wabash Cannonball
Listen to the jingle to the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush
I took the car and drove off to the hills
Saw the flashing lights and saw them die
I left behind society that kills
Me and Nancy waved them all
I took the car and drove off to the hills
Saw the flashing lights and saw them die
I left behind society that kills
Me and Nancy waved them all
Do you remember the dark woods?
Hidden slopes and sad hills?
It silent whisper, flowed without a sound
No knowledge I had
Where my dwelling should be
to Woodland Hills
For some Red Lobster
Beat that pussy up
I swear I had to call that bitch a doctor
But the way she give me brain
Woulda thought she was
Cannonball
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodlands, over the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush
call "Physical Fitness"
We a di best in a di business
Di white man pon di hill
Him a drink up champagne
White man pon di hill
Him a drink up champagne
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of glowin' mountains to the south hills by the shore
She's mighty tall
As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear those lonesome hoboes call
Traveling through
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 the lonesome hobos call
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 the lonesome hobos call
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