The Streamline Cannonball - 1951 Songtext
von Hank Snow

It′s the streamline cannonball

A long steel rail, a short cross tie
I'm on my way back home
I′m on the train, the king of them all
The streamlined cannonball

Oh, she drives along like a cannonball
Like a star on its heavenly flight
This lonesome sound of the whistle you love
As she travels through the night

Her headlight gleams out into the night
Her firebox flash you see
The blinds I ride and the lights I love
Are home sweet home to me


Oh, she glides along like a cannonball
Like a star on its heavenly flight
The lonesome sound of the whistle you love
As she travels through the night
(The lonesome sound of the whistle you love)
(It's the streamlined cannonball)

I can see the smile of an engineer
Although he's old and gray
A contented heart, he awaits back home
Of the streamlined cannonball

Oh, she glides along like a cannonball
Like a star on its heavenly flight
This lonesome sound of the whistle you love
As she travels through the night