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F G7 C
C G7 C And the rhythm of the rail is all they feel
Riding In the city of New Orleans Am F C F G7 C Illinois central Monday morning rail Good morning America how are you G7 C Am F CG7 Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders Say don’t you know me I’m your native son Am G7 C G7 C G7 Am D7 Three conductors and twenty five socks of mail I’m the train they call the city of New Orleans F G7 C Am I’ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done All along the southbound odyssey Em C G C The train pulls out of kankakee Night time on the city of new Orleans G7 D7 Am F CG7 And rolls along the houses farms and fields Changing cars in Memphis Tennessee Am C G C Passing towns that have no name Half way home and we’ll be there by morning Em Am G7 C And freights yards full of old black men Through Mississippi darkness rolling down the sea G7 C And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles Am And all the towns and people seem F G7 C Em Good morning America how are you To fade into bad dream Am F C G D Say don’t you know me I’m your native son And the steal rail still ain’t heard the news G7 C G7 Am Am I’m the train they call the city of New Orleans The conductor sings his song again A7# G7 C Em I’ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done The passengers will please refrain F G7 C G7 C This train got the disappearing rail road blues Dealing cards with the old men in the club car Am F C F G7 C Penny a point ain’t no one keeping score Good morning America how are you G7 C Am F CG7 Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle Say don’t you know me I’m your native son Am G7 C G7 C G7 Am D7 Feel the wheels grumbling neath the floor I’m the train they call the city of New Orleans F G7 C Am I’ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done And the sons of pullman porters Em And the sons of engineer G D Ride their fathers magic carpet made of steel Am Mothers with their babes sleep Em Rocking to the gentle beats