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 risin' round the bend?
I reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend.
Folks around these parts kept the time of day
From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
Bridge:
Here she comes - whoo - whoo oo-whoo oo- whoo - whoo - whoo.
Hey, Jim, ya better get the rig!
Oo - whoo whoo oo- whoo - whoo - whoo
She's got a list of passengers that's mighty big.
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Ho - tel,
'Cause lots of them been travelin' for quite a spell,
All the way from Philadelphia - aye
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
Back in Ohio where I come from,
I've done a lot of dreamin' and I've travell'd some,
But I never thought I'd see the day
When I ever took a ride on the Santa Fe.
I would lean across my window sill
And hear the whistle echoin' across the hill,
Then I'd watch the lights till they fade away
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.
Bridge 2:
What a thrill with the wheels a - singin' "westward ho!"
From the day I heard them start,
'Cross the Kansas plains from New Mexico -
I guess I've got a little gypsy in 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.