Judy Garland

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E7      A    D9   A  D9   A   E7   A
Do you hear that whistle down the line?
Cdim  A       D9      A     Cdim      A  E7    A
 I   figure that it's engine number forty - nine -
E7        A D9  A   D9      F#7       Cdim
She's the only one that'll sound that way
        A    A9    D9   Cdim      E7    A
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.

All aboard, she's on her way.

E7      A    D9   A  D9   A    E7   A
See the old smoke risin' round the bend?
Cdim  A     D9       A         Cdim     A   E7  A
 I  reckon that she knows she's gonna meet a friend.
E7      A     D9    A     D9      F#7     Cdim
Folks around these parts kept the time of day
          A   A9     D9   Cdim     E7    A
From the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.

Bridge:
A7        D              D6                F#m           Bm
Here she comes - whoo - whoo  oo-whoo  oo- whoo - whoo - whoo.
     A      Cdim    Bm7-5 E7   A
Hey, Jim, ya better get  the rig!
A7    D      D6      F#m            Bm
Oo - whoo   whoo oo- whoo - whoo - whoo
      D             Cdim              Bm7-5   E7
She's got a list of passengers that's mighty big.

E7          A    D9   A    D9   A     E7   A
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Ho - tel,
 Cdim   A       D9        A   Cdim      A   E7  A
'Cause lots of them been travelin' for quite a spell,
E7       A   D9   A D9  F#7       Cdim
All the way from Philadelphia - aye
       A    A9    D9  Cdim      E7   A
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.

E7      A D9 A D9   A   E7   A
Back in Ohio where I come from,
Cdim  A     D9       A     Cdim        A E7    A
I've done a lot of dreamin' and I've travell'd some,
E7     A D9   A     D9  F#7     Cdim
But I never thought I'd see the day
        A     A9     D9 Cdim     E7    A
When I ever took a ride on the Santa Fe.

E7       A   D9 A   D9  A E7   A
I would lean across my window sill
Cdim  A       D9     A  Cdim   A    E7   A
And hear the whistle echoin' across the hill,
E7        A     D9   A    D9        F#7  Cdim
Then I'd watch the lights till they fade away
        A    A9    D9  Cdim      E7    A
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.

Bridge 2:
A7        D             DM7               F#m      Bm
What a thrill with the wheels a - singin' "westward ho!"
 D       Cdim   E7  Bm7-5   D
From the day I heard them start,
  D                DM7        F#m     Bm
'Cross the Kansas plains from New Mexico -
   D              Cdim          Bm7-5    E7
I guess I've got a little gypsy in my heart.

E7        A   D9  A   D9   A E7    A
When I'm old and grey and settled down,
Cdim  A     D9      A      Cdim    A   E7   A
 If I ever get a chance to sneak away from town,
E7         A    D9  A D9    F#7 Cdim
Then I'll spend my busman's holiday
        A    A9    D9   Cdim      E7    A
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe.