Chattanooga Choo Cho Songtext
von Claude Thornhill & His Orchestra

Pardon me, boy, is this the Chattanooga choo choo?
Track twenty-nine, boy, you can gimme a shine
I can afford to board the Chattanooga choo choo
Say, I′ve got my fare and just a trifle to spare


You'll leave the Pennsylvania Station ′bout a quarter to four
Read a magazine and then you're in Baltimore
Dinner in a diner, nothing can be finer
Than to have your ham an' eggs in Carolina
When you hear the whistle blowin′ eight to the bar
Then you know that Tennessee is not very far
Shovel all the coal in, gotta keep it rollin′
Woo, woo, Chattanooga, there you are

There's gonna be a certain party at the station
Satin and lace, you used to call "funny face"
Now she′s gonna cry until I tell her that I'll never roam
So Chattanooga choo choo, won′t you choo choo me home?

Get aboard, all aboard
Get aboard the Chattanooga choo choo