I have heard your stories
But now I'll tell you about one of the
She's the beauty of the Southland,
listen to that whistle scream
on her way to New Orleans
heading down that Dixie Line
When she passes the Nashville Tower
you can hear that whistle whine
Stick your head right out the window
and feel that southern breeze
You're on that pantomime,
you're on your way to New
If you're ever in the Southland
and want to see the scenes
Just get yourself a ticket
on that Pan American Queen
You'll pass right through them all
when you're New Orleans bound
headin' down that big sea line
When she passes the Nashville Tower,
you can hear that whistle whine
Stick your head right out the window
and feel that southern breeze
headin' on her way to New Orleans
You're on that Panama Canal
