Lyrics Johnny Mercer

Johnny Mercer

On The Atchison, Topeka And The Santa Fe

Do you hear that whistle down the line

I figure that it's engine number forty-nine

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, woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-woo

Hey Jim, you better get out the rig, woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-woo

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 travellin' for quite a spell

All the way from Philadelphia

On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe

Do you hear that whistle down the line

I figure that it's engine number forty-nine

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, woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-woo

Hey Jim, you better get out the rig, woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-oo-woo-woo

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 travellin' for quite a spell

All the way from Philadelphia

On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe

On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe

On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe

On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe

Doo-doo-da, The good old A.T. and the Santa Fe