Tekst: Mack Gordon / Muziek: Harry Warren
(1941)
Hello railroad, is this the railroad
I want a one-way ticket down to Tennessee
I’m leavin’ immediately
Chattanooga here I come
Pardon me, boy
Is that the Chattanooga Choo-Choo
Right on track twenty-nine
Boy, you can give me a shine
I can’t afford
To board a Chattanooga Choo-Choo
I’ve, I’ve, 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 and eggs in Carolina
When you hear the whistle blowing 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
In, in 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
Hey there boy, yes, yes, yes
I’m a coming back to Tennessee
Hey there boy, yes, yes, yes
I want a one-way ticket on the Chattanooga Choo-Choo train
Hey, pardon me, boy, mm mm
Is that the Chattanooga Choo-Choo Choo-Choo
Right on track twenty-nine
My baby I’m fine, boy, you can give me a shine
Give me a very good shine
There’s gonna be
A certain party at the station
All dressed up in satin and lace
Oh, what a funny face
I used to call ‘funny-face’
I used to call her just a 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