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Tytuł: Pan American

  • Wykonawca: Hank Snow
  • Wy¶wietleń: 260

  
   I have heard your stories about your fast trains
  But now I'll tell you 'bout one all the southern folks have seen
  She's the beauty of the southland, listen to that whistle scream
  It's that Pan American on her way to New Orleans
  
  (Chorus)
  She leaves Cincinnati heading down that Dixie line
  When she passes the Nashville tower, you can hear that whistle whine
  Stick your head right out of the window and feel that southern breeze
  You're on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans
  
  If you're ever in the southland, and want to see the scenes
  Just get yourself a ticket on that Pan American Queen
  There's Louisville, Nashville, Montgomery, the capital of Alabam'
  You right pass thru them all when you're New Orleans bound
  
  (Repeat chorus)
  
  You're on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans