On The Atchison, Topeka And The Santa Fe

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

All aboard she's on her way

See the old smoke rising around 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

Hey, Jim, you better get the rig

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo

She's got a list of passengers that's mighty big

And they'll all want lifts to Brown's hotel

'Cause lots of them been traveling for quite a spell

All the way from Philadephia

On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe

Oh, Judy, will you take a second chorus? (Yes)

Okay, boys, that I'll do

Oh, Judy, if we find the right spot

Can we come in with you (Why sure)

Thanks a lot

Back in Ohio where I come from

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

But I never thought I'd see the day

When I ever took a ride on the Santa Fe

She never thought she'd see the day she'd ride the Santa Fe

I would lean across my window sill

And hear the whistle echoing across the hill

Then I'd watch the lights till they fade away

On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe

The Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe

What a thrill

With the wheels a singing Westward home

From the day I heard them start

Across the Kansas plains through New Mexico

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

When I'm old and grey 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

(Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe, whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo)