I have heard your stories
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
She leaves Cincinnati headin'
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
the southland and want to see the scenes
Just get your self a ticket on the
There's Louisville, Nashville,
Montgomery the capital of Alabama
You pass right through them all when you're
She leaves Cincinnati headin'
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
