Chattanooga Choo Choo
Pardon me boy,
Is that the Chattanooga Choo Choo?
Track 29,
We gotta get there on time.
We can afford,
To board the Chattanooga Choo Choo.
We got a fare,
And just a little 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,
Then you'll have your ham and eggs in Carolina.
When you hear the whistle blowin',
To the car,
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 lace,
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 bring me home.
She's gonna cry,
Until I tell her that I'll never roam.
So Chattanooga Choo Choo,
Won't you bring me home.
Won't you bring me on home?
Won't you bring her home?
Won't you bring me on home?
Oh, won't you bring it on home?