Lyrics: Hank Williams. Pan American.

I have heard your stories about your fast trains
But now I'll tell you about one all the southern folks have seen
She's the beauty of the southlands listen to that whistle scream
It's that Pan American on her way to New Orleans.

She leaves Cincinnati headin' down that Dixie line
When she passes that Nashville tower you can hear that
Whistle whine
Stick your head right out the window and feel that southern breeze
You're on that pan american on her way to New Orleans.

If your ever in the South lands and want to see the scenes
Just get your self a ticket on that Pan American queen
There's Louiville Nashville Montgomery the captal of Ala-bam
You pass right through then all when your New Orleans bound.

She leaves Cincinnati headin' down that Dixie line
When she passes that Nashville tower you can hear that
Whistle whine
Stick your head right out the window and feel that southern breeze
You're on that pan american on her way to New Orleans.