VERSE: Nearly broken hearted since the day that I once started from my Wabash home Indiana’s sweet and it’s a place that’s hard to beat, but then I longed to roam. My old homestead I can now see,
 I had a girl as sweet as can be, Now every day I’m lonesome, it’s misery. 
CHORUS:
 Oh, those Wabash blues, I know I got my dues, A lonesome soul am I, I feel that I could die. 
Candle light that gleams Haunts me in my dreams I’ll pack my walking shoes To lose those Wabash Blues. 
lyrics variants: 
A lonesome soul am I I feel that I could cry I’ve got to lose Those Wabash blues. 
I know I got my dues Yes, I’ll pack my walking shoes I’ve got to lose Those Wabash Blues. 
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