Chattanooga Choo Choo

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 'n' 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