On The Atchison, Topeka And The Santa Fe

Bing Crosby

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Do you hear that whistle down the line 
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 I   figure that it's engine number fortynine 
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She's the only    one that'll sound that way 
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On the Atchison, Topeka    and the Santa Fe All aboard, she's on her way 
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See the old smoke risin'    round the bend 
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 I  reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend 
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Folks around these parts kept the time of day 
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From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe 

Bridge one 
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Here she comes  whoo whoo  oowhoo  oo whoo whoo whoo. 
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Hey, Jim, ya better get  the rig 
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Oowhoo   whoo oowhoo  whoo whoo 
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She's got a list of passengers that's mighty big 
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And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel 
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'Cause lots of them been travelin'    for quite a spell 
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All the way from Philadelpheyeaye 
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On the Atchison, Topeka    and the Santa Fe 
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Back in Ohio     where I come from 
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I've done a lot of dreamin' and I've travell'd   some 
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But I never thought I'd see the day 
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When I ever took a ride on the Santa Fe 
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I would lean across my window  sill 
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And hear the whistle echoin'  across the hill 
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Then I'd watch the lights till they fade away 
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On the Atchison, Topeka    and the Santa Fe
 
Bridge two: 
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What a thrill with the wheels asingin' 'westward ho' 
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From the day I heard them start 
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'Cross the Kansas plains from New Mexico 
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I guess I've got a little gypsy    in my heart 
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When I'm old and grey and settled    down 
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 If I ever get a chance to sneak away from town 
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Then I'll spend my busman's holiday 
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On the Atchison, Topeka    and the Santa Fe 

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