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Pardon me, boy, is that the Chattanooga choo choo?
Track twenty - nine -
Boy, you can give me a shine.
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I can afford to board a Chattanooga choo choo -
I've got my fare and just a trifle to spare.
You leave the Pennsylvania Station 'bout a quarter to four,
Read a magazine and then you're in Baltimore;
Dinner in the diner, nothing could be finer
Than to have your ham an' eggs in Carolina.
When you hear the whistle blowin' eight to the bar,
Then you know that Tennessee is not very far.
Shovel all the coal in, gotta keep it rollin' -
Woo, woo, Chattanooga there you are.
There's gonna be a certain party at the station,
Satin and lace, I used to call "funny face."
She's gonna cry until I tell her that I'll never roam.
So Chattanooga choo choo, won't you choo-choo me home?
Chattanooga choo choo, won't you choo-choo me home?