I Have Heard Your Stories About Your Fast Trains

But Now I'll Tell You Bout One All The Southern 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 Heading Down That Dixon Line

When She Passes The Nashville Tower You Could 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 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

She Leaves Cincinnati...