The Streamlined Cannonball

2011-09-05 | by Hank Snow
Writer: Hank Snow

A long steel rail and a short crosstie I'm on my way back home I'm on the train, the king of them all The Streamlined Cannonball
(Chorus) Oh, she drives along like a cannonball Like a star on its heavenly flight This lonesome sound of the whistle you love As she travels thru the night
Her headlight gleams out into the night Her firebox flash you see The blinds I ride and the lights I love Are home, sweet home, to me
(Repeat chorus)
I can see the smile of an engineer Although he's old and gray A contented heart he awaits back home Of the Streamlined Cannonball
(Repeat chorus)