Jr Harry Connick On The Atchison Topeka And The Santa Fe lyrics

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
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