Johnny Mercer - 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-nineShe's the only one that'll sound that wayOn the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa FeSee the old smoke risin' 'round the bendI reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friendFolks around these parts get the time of dayFrom the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa FeHere she comes, woo oo woo oo woo oo woo oo woo wooHey Jim, you better get out the rigWoo oo woo oo woo oo woo oo woo wooShe's got a list of passengers that's pretty bigAnd they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel'Cause lots of them been travelin' for quite a spellAll the way from PhiladelphiaOn the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa FeDo you hear that whistle down the line?I figure that it's engine number forty-nineShe's the only one that'll sound that wayOn the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa FeSee the old smoke risin' 'round the bendI reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friendFolks around these parts get the time of dayFrom the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa FeHere she comes, woo oo woo oo woo oo woo oo woo wooHey Jim, you better get out the rigWoo oo woo oo woo oo woo oo woo wooShe's got a list of passengers that's pretty bigAnd they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel'Cause lots of them been travelin' for quite a spellAll the way from PhiladelphiaOn the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa FeOn the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa FeOn the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa FeOn the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa FeDoo doo da, the good old A.T. and the Santa Fe
