Pardon me, boy, is that the Chattanooga Choo-Choo?
Track twenty-nine,
Boy, you can give me a shine.
I can afford to board a Chattanooga Choo-Choo,
I've for my fare
And just a trifle to spare
You leave the Pennsylvania station 'bout a quarter to four,
Read a magazine and then you're in Baltimore,
Dinner in the diner
Nothing could be finer
Than to have your ham 'n eggs in Carolina
When you hear the whistle blowin' eight to the bar,
Then you know that Tennessee is not very far,
Shovel all the coal in, Gotta keep it rollin'
Woo, woo, Chattanooga, there you are.
There's gonna be a certain party at the station,
Satin and lacem
I used to call funny face.
She's gonna cry
Until I tell her that I'll never roam,
So, Chattanooga Choo-Choo, won't you choo-choo me home?
Chattanooga Choo-Choo, won't you choo-choo me home?
Wednesday, June 21, 2006;
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