Hank Snow might not have been quite at the commercial height of his career when he released The Southern Cannonball, but he certainly wasn't giving up on making consistently engaging albums. (Containing two classic Jimmie Rodgers' songs with the ballad "My Blue Eyed Jane" and the railroad tale of "The Southern Cannonball" is proof enough of that.) The instrumental "Under the Double Eagle" is another fine example of the guitar virtuosity for which Snow rarely receives sufficient credit. Snow's penchant for Spanish rhythms and melodies comes through once again in "Panamama," and the very strong ballad "There Wasn't an Organ at Our Wedding" help make this just another in the line of very listenable Hank Snow albums.

HANK SNOW
THE SOUTHERN CANNONBALL
(RCA Camden CAL-680)
April/1961
Produced by Stephen H. Sholes

Hank Snow - vocal/guitar
Jack Shook, Sugarfoot Collins - guitar
Joe Talbot - steel/banjo
Ernie Newton, Charles Grean, Hillous Butrum - bass
Tommy Vaden - fiddle
Marvin Hughes - organ
Recorded: 1952-1957

1.
I'M MOVIN' IN
(Hank Snow) «© '55 Unichappell Music, BMI »
I'm headin' out on the rails that's been carryin' the mail
That's been tellin' your troubles to me
You told me a lie for every crosstie from Frisco to old Tennessee
Nobody knew your little game everybody gave me the blame

In the smoke and the fog of this old switchyard
And that dreary whistle's farewell
Bid the folks goodbye told 'em not to cry
I'd only be gone for a spell
I'm playin' in this game to win and when I find you I'm movin' in
[ guitar ] Tried to make me believe I was the one that deceived
That I drove you to the things you've done
Said you loved me in vain and our old love train
Had made it's final run
And in your letter you said you were gonna be wed

Your little joke was fine but that old bunch a line
Didn't register with me
So you'd better get loose from your other caboose
And meet this old SP
I'm speedin' in tonight you'd better treat your daddy right

Better get on the ball I'm not aimin' to stall
And those ramblers are runnin' on time
So tell your new date that he'd better vacate
Get out on the old main line
I took it with a grin but baby now I'm movin' in
[ fiddle ] That big loud bell id ringin' to tell that the station is comin' in sight
As the cure we're roundin' my heart is poundin'
With the thought of seein' you tonight
It's been so doggone long you know you've done your daddy wrong

In the noise of the crowd I hear you callin' aloud
Standin' in the station door
You set a two timin' pace but I've won the race
And you can't go roamin' no more
Your little story was away too thin baby now I'm movin' in
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