Well I've heard your stories about your fast trains
But now I'll tell you bout one all the travelin' folks have seen
She's the beauty of the Southland listen to that whistle scream
It's that Pan American on her way to New Orleans
She leaves Cincinnati headed down that Dixie Line
When she passes the Nashville Tower you can hear the whistle whine
Stick your hand right out the window and feel that southern breeze
You're on that Pan American on her way to New Orleans
If you're ever in the Southland and you want to see the scenes
Just get yourself a ticket on that Pan American Queen
There's Louisville Nashville Montgomery the capitol of Alabam
You pass right through them all when you're New Orleans bound
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If you're ever in the Southland...
She leaves Cincinnati...
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