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Hank Snow - Pan American Lyrics

I have heard your stories about your fast trains
But now I'll tell you 'bout one all the southern folks
have seen
She's the beauty of the southland, listen to that
whistle scream
It's that Pan American on her way to New Orleans

She leaves Cincinnati heading down that Dixie line
When she passes the Nashville tower, you can hear that
whistle whine
Stick your head right out of the window and feel that
southern breeze
You're on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans

If you're ever in the southland, and want to see the
scenes
Just get yourself a ticket on that Pan American Queen
There's Louisville, Nashville, Montgomery, the capital
of Alabam'
You right pass thru them all when you're New Orleans
bound

You're on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans