Chattanooga Choo Choo Glen Miller - song lyrics 
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Chattanooga Choo Choo Lyrics 
Pardon me, boy Is that the Chattanooga choo choo? Track twenty-nine Boy, you can gimme a shine I can afford To board a Chattanooga choo choo I've got my fare And just a trifle to spare 
You leave the Pennsylvania Station 'bout a quarter to four Read a magazine and then you're in Baltimore 
Dinner in the diner Nothing could 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 I used to call "funny face" She's gonna cry Until I tell her that I'll never roam So Chattanooga choo choo Won't you choo-choo me home? Chattanooga choo choo Won't you choo-choo me home?