On The Atchison, Topeka And The Santa Fe (Single Version)

Do you hear that whistle down the line？

I figure that it's engine number 49

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 lots of them been travelin for quite a spell

All the way from Philadelphia

On the Atchison，Topeka，and the Santa Fe

Back in Ohio where I come from

I've done a lot of dreamin' and I've traveled some

But I never thought I'd see the day

When I ever took a ride on the Santa Fe

I would lean across my window sill

And hear the whistle echoin' across the hill

Then I'd watch the lights till they'd fade away

On the Atchison，Topeka，and the Santa Fe

What a thrill

With the wheels a-singin' 'Westward ho'

Right from the day I heard them start

'Cross the Kansas plains through New Mexico

I guess I've got a little gypsy in my heart

When I'm old and gray and settled down

If I ever get a chance to sneak away from town

Then I'll spend my busman's holiday

On the Atchison，Topeka，and the Santa Fe