| lyric | Pardon me boy
is that the Chattanooga choochoo
Track twentynine, twenty nine
Boy you can gimme a shine, choochoo
When I can afford
to board a Chattanooga choochoo
Ipve got my fare, got my fare
and just a triffle t spare
You have the syvania station ’bout a quarter to four,
read a magazine and then you’re in Baltimore.
Dinner in the diner
nothing could be finer
to have your ham ’n eggs in Carolina. |