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Chorus

Take this hammer and carry it to the captain
Take this hammer and carry it to the captain
Take this hammer and carry it to the captain

An’ Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone

Verse 1

If he ask you was I runnin’
If he ask you was I runnin’
If he ask you was I runnin’
Tell him I was flyin’
Tell him I was flyin’
If he ask you was I laughin’
If he ask you was I laughin’
If he ask you was I laughin’
Tell him I was cryin’
Tell him I was cryin’

Chorus


Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Take this hammer carry it to the captain

Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone


Verse 2


I don’t want no green back dollar
I don’t want no green back dollar
I don’t want no green back dollar


It hurts my pride
It hurts my pride

Chorus

Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Take this hammer carry it to the captain

Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone


Take this hammer carry it to the captain
Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone


Traditional arranged byManuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Verse 1
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountains to the south side by the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome and known quite well by all
She's the combination on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 2
Now She came down from Birmingham one cold December day
As she rolled into the station you could hear all the people say
There's that gal from Tennessee she's long and she's tall
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 3
Yeah Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call
You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 4
Our Eastern states are dandy so the people always say
From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
No chances can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball

Verse 5
So Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear that lonesome hobo call
You're traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball


Traditional arranged by
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

Verse 1
Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see
It rained all night the day I left
The weather it was dry
Sun so hot I froze to death
Susanna, don't you cry

Chorus
Oh, Susanna
Don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee

Verse 2
I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I dreamed I saw my girl Susanne
She was coming around the hill

The buckwheat cake was in her mouth
A tear was in her eye
I said I come from Dixie girl
Suzanna, don't you cry

Chorus
Oh, Susanna
Now, don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee
Yeah Oh, Susanna
Now, don't you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee


Words & Music by Stephen Foster (D.P)
Arrangement by
Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau