Undoubtably, one of my all time favorites. Give me goose-bumps. A swinging beat in 2. A foot stomper if ever there was one. This rendtion, also called "Cannon Ball to Heaven is from: Song in America by Burl Ives 1962 Wayfarer Music company:

(This was perhaps the first song I searched for on DT.(four years ago?)

Cannon Ball to Heaven

From the waves of the At-lan-tic to the wild Pacific shore.
From the coast of Cal-i-forn-ia to ice-bound Lab-rador.
There's a train, a super fli-er, O, hear her thrill-ing call,
"All a board, ye tired ho-boes, It's the Wa-bash Can-non Ball."

O, listen to the rumble, O, listen to the roar,
As she echoes down the valley and tears along the shore.
Hear the engine thrunder, hear her mighty whistle call;
There's mulligan in the club car of the Wabash Cannon Ball.

All the greatest cities, we'll pass through on our way:
Chicago, Minneapolis, Des Moines, Santa Fe,
Springfield and Decature, Saint Louis, Montreal;
Through Mobile and Chattanooga on the Wabash Cannon Ball.

A fond farewell to Memphis, Atlanta, Mexico,
Dallas and El Paso, boys, we won't be goin' slow,
The mighty Rocky Mountains, where rushing waters fall:
There'll be no bulls or brakemen on the Wabash Cannon Ball.

There are other places, partner; we will give a final look
To Terre Haute and Dayton, Kansas City, Keokuk.
Like a flash we'll travel upward, out of sight the earth will fall,
As we travel straight to glory on the Wabash Cannon Ball.

On arival at the station, this train will not be late
To attend Saint Pete's reception just beside the pearly gate;
"Well done, my faithful servants," we'll hear the Master call,
"Welcome to all passengers of the Wabash Cannon Ball."

O, listen to the rumble, O, listen to the roar,
As she echoes down the valley and tears along the shore,
Hear the engine thunder, hear her mighty whistle call;
There'll be rejoicing in the club car of the Wabash Cannon Ball.