Chatanooga Choo Choo Pardon me, boy. Is that the Chatanooga choo choo? Track twenty-nine, boy, you can give me a shine Can you afford to board the Chatanooga choo choo? I've got my fare, and just a trifle to spare You leave the Pennsylvania station 'bout a quarter to four Read a magazine and then you're in Baltimore Dinner in the diner, nothin' could be finer Than to have your ham and eggs in Carolina When you hear the whistle blowing eight to the bar Then you'll know that Tennessee is not very far Shovel all the coal in. Got to keep it rollin'. Woo, woo, Chatanooga! 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 Chatanooga choo choo, won't you choo choo me home?   alles-uke.de