Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Hell On The Wabash - Poem by Carl Sandburg

When country fiddlers held a convention in
Danville, the big money went to a barn dance
artist who played Turkey in the Straw, with
variations.
They asked him the name of the piece calling
it a humdinger and he answered, "I call it
'Hell on the Wabash.'"
The two next best were The Speckled Hen, and
Sweet Potatoes Grow in Sandy Land, with
variations.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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