City of New Orleans             (midi)

 

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1. Riding on the City of New Orleans,

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    Illinois Central, Monday morning rail.

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    Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,

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    three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.

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    All on a southbound odyssey,  

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    the train pulls out of Kankakee,

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    rolls past horses, farms and fields.  

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    Passing trains that have no name

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    and freight yards full of old black men,

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    and the graveyards of rusted automobiles. Singing...

 

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Good morning, America, how are you?

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Hey, don`t you know me, I`m your native son.

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I`m the train they call the City of New Orleans,

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and I´ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

 

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2. Dealing cards to the old men in the club car,  

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    penny a point, and no one`s keeping score.

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     Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle,

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     you can feel the wheels grumbling `neath the floor.

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    The sons of Pullman porters, and the sons of engineers

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    ride their father`s magic carpet made of steel.

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    And mothers with their babies asleep,  

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    are rocking to the gentle beat,

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    the rhythm of rails is all they feel.   + CHORUS

 

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3. Nighttime on the City of New Orleans,   

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    changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee.

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    Halfway home, and we`ll be there by  morning,

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    through the Mississippi darkness rollin`  to sea.

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   But all the towns and people

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    seem to fade into a bad dream,

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    the steel rail hasn`t heard the news.

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    The conductor sings his song again,

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    it`s  Passengers will please refrain!“

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    This train`s got the Disappearing Railway Blues. Singing.....

 

+ CHORUS, (change to Good night, America...   )

 

    (Steve Goodman)