On the Atchison, Topeka, And the Santa Fe - The Pied Pipers, Johnny Mercer

Do you hear that whistle down the line?

I figure that it’s engine number forty-nine

She’s the only one that’ll sound that way

On the Atchison, Topeka, and the Santa Fe See the old smoke risin 'round the bend

I reckon that she knows she’s gonna meet a friend

Folks around these parts get the time of day

From the Atchison, Topeka, and the Santa Fe Here she comes

Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

Hey Jim, you’d better get the rig

Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

She’s got a list of passengers that’s pretty big

And they’ll all want lifts to Brown’s hotel

'Cause of lots of them been travelin' for quite a spell

All the way from Philadelphia

On the Atchison, Topeka, and the Santa Fe

(All aboard!)

(All aboard!)

(Chuga-chuga-chuga-chuga, woo-woo)

(Chuga-chuga-chuga-chuga, woo-woo)

Let 'er rip, let 'er rip, Mr. 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 drivers roll

See the towns and the roads go a-whizzin' by Fare thee well Laramie, Albuquerque high

Yesiree, here we are, goin' all the way

(Mustn't quit till we hit California)

(On the Atchison, Topeka, and the Santa Fe)

(On the Atchison, Topeka, and the Santa Fe)

(Here she comes, woo-woo)

Hey Jim, you’d better get the rig

(Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo)

She’s got a list of passengers that’s pretty big

And they’ll all want lifts to Brown’s hotel

'Cause of lots of them been travelin' for quite a spell

(All the way from Philadelphia)

On the Atchison, Topeka, and the Santa Fe