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Johnny Mercer
Johnny Mercer
Composer
Harry Warren
Harry Warren
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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 travelin' 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 travelin' 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
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