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C G7 C And the rhythm of the rail is all they feel

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