City Of New Orleans                        Tempo: 180 / : D
(Willie Nelson)
Spooky soft studio Holland

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[Intro:]

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[Vers 1:]

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Riding on the City of New Orleans, ---- Illinois Central,   

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Monday morning rail, ---- fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders, 

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---- three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.   ---- 

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All along the southbound odyssey, the train pulls out of Kankakee 

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and rolls along the houses, farms and fields, ---- 

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passing towns that had no names, and freight yards full of 

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old black men, and the graveyards of the rusted automobiles. ----    

[Chorus:]

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Good morning, America, how are you? ---- Say, don't you know me, 

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I'm your native son, ---- I'm the train they call 

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the City of New Orleans         and I'll be gone five hundred miles   

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when the day is done.   ---- ---- ---- 

[Vers 2:]

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Dealin' card games with the old man in the club car, ---- 

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penny a point and   no one's keepin' score,   ---- 

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pass the paper bag   that holds the bottle, ---- 

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you can feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor.   ---- 

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And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of the engineers 

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ride their father's magic carpet made of steel, ---- 

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mothers with their babies asleep are rocking to the gentle beat, 

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and the rhythm of the rail    is all they feel.   ----    

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[Solo:]

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[Vers 3:]

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Nighttime on the City of New Orleans, ---- 

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changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee,   ---- 

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half way home, we'll be there by morning, 

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through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea.   ---- 

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But all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream, 

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and the steel rail still ain't heard the news, ---- 

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the conductor sings his song again, 

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the passengers will please refrain, 

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this train has got the disappearin' railroad blues.   ----    

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