Mack Gordon                                 
CHATTANOOGA CHOO-CHOO                

- Pardon me, boy,                           
Is that the Chattanooga Choo-Choo?          
- Track twenty nine!                        
- Boy, you can gimme a shine.               
        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          
'boute 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 n'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!        
So, Chattanooga Choo-Choo,                  
Won't you choo-choo me home!                

                  1941.    
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