City Of New Orleans Chords & Lyrics - Steve Goodman

[G]Riding on the [D]City of New [G]Orleans,
[Em]Illinois Central, [C]Monday morning [G]rail,
[G]Fifteen cars and [D]fifteen restless [G]riders,
[Em]Three conductors, and [D]twenty five sacks of [G]mail.

[Em]All along the southbound odyssey,
[Bm]The train pulls out of Kankakee,
[D]rolls along the houses, farms and [A]fields.

[Em]Passing trains that have no name,
[Bm]And freight yards full of old black men,
[D]And graveyards of the rusted [G]automobiles.

[CCHORUS]
[C]Good morning [D]America, how [G]are you'
Say [Em]don't you know me, [C]I'm your native [G]son. [D]
I'm the [G]train they call the [D]City of New [Em]Orleans,
I'll be [C]gone five hundred [D]miles when the day is [G]done.

Dealing [G]card games with the [D]old men in the [G]club cars,
A [Em]penny a point, ain't [C]no one keeping [G]score.
[G]Pass the paper [D]bag that holds the [G]bottle,
And [Em]feel the wheels [D]rumbling 'neath the [G]floor.

[Em]And the sons of Pullman porters,
[Bm]And the sons of engineers,
[D]Ride their fathers' magic carpet made of [A]steel.

[Em]Mothers with their babes asleep,
[Bm]Rocking to the gentle beat,
And the [D]rhythm of the rails is all they [G]dream.

[CCHORUS]
[C]Good morning [D]America, how [G]are you'
Say [Em]don't you know me, [C]I'm your native [G]son. [D]
I'm the [G]train they call the [D]City of New [Em]Orleans,
I'll be [C]gone five hundred [D]miles when the day is [G]done.

[G]Nighttime on the [D]City of New [G]Orleans,
[Em]Changing cars in [C]Memphis, [G]Tennesee.
[G]Halfway home, and [D]we'll be there by [G]morning,
Through the [Em]Mississippi darkness, [D]rolling down to the [G]sea.

[Em]But all the towns and people seem
[Bm]To fade into a bad dream,
And the [D]steel rail still ain't heard the [A]news.

[Em]The conductor sings his songs again,
[Bm]The passengers will please refrain,
[D]This train's got the disappearin' railroad [G]blues.

[CCHORUS]
[C]Good night Am[D]erica, how ar[G]e you'
Say [Em]don't you know me, [C]I'm your native [G]son. [D]
I'm the [G]train they call the [D]City of New [Em]Orleans,
I'll be [C]gone five hundred [D]miles when the day is [G]done.