歌词
Do you hear that whistle down the line？
I figure that it's engine number 49
She's the only one that'll sound that way
On the Atchison，Topeka，and the Santa Fe
See the old smoke risin 'round the bend
I reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend
Folks around these parts get the time of day
From the Atchison，Topeka，and the Santa Fe
Here she comes (Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo)
Hey Jim，you'd better get the rig (Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo)
She's got a list of passengers that's pretty big
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel
'Cause lots of them been travelin for quite a spell
All the way from Philadelphia
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 traveled 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'd fade away
On the Atchison，Topeka，and the Santa Fe
What a thrill
With the wheels a-singin' 'Westward ho'
Right from the day I heard them start
'Cross the Kansas plains through New Mexico
I guess I've got a little gypsy in my heart
When I'm old and gray 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
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