Lyrics
I have heard your stories about your fast trains
But now I'll tell you about one all the southern folks have seen
She's the beauty of the southlands, listen to that whistle scream
It's that Pan American on her way to New Orleans
She leaves Cincinnati headin' down that Dixie line
When she passes that Nashville tower, you can hear that whistle whine
Stick your head out the window and feel that southern breeze
You're on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans
Ohio and Kentucky, Tennessee and Alabam
The delta state of Mississippi, she's Louisiana bound
Of the trains in the southland, this one is the queen
All the way from Cincinnati down to New Orleans
If you're ever in the south lands and want to see the scenes
Just get your self a ticket on that Pan American Queen
Louisville, Nashville, Montgomery, the capital of Alabam
You pass through them all when you're New Orleans bound
She leaves Cincinnati headin' down that Dixie line
When she passes that Nashville tower, you can hear that whistle whine
Stick your head out the window and feel that southern breeze
You're on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans