Pan American lyrics

Well I've heard your stories about your fast trains But now I'll tell you bout one all the travelin' folks have seen She's the beauty of the Southland listen to that whistle scream It's that Pan American on her way to New Orleans She leaves Cincinnati headed down that Dixie Line When she passes the Nashville Tower you can hear the whistle whine Stick your hand right out the window and feel that southern breeze You're on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans If you're ever in the Southland and you want to see the scenes Just get yourself a ticket on that Pan American Queen There's Louisville Nashville Montgomery the capitol of Alabam You pass right through them all when you're New Orleans bound [ guitar ] If you're ever in the Southland... She leaves Cincinnati...