City Of New Orleans Chords by Steve Goodman

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_ _ Riding on the city of New Orleans, _ [A] _ [Am] Illinois Central, Monday [C] morning.
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Fifteen [A] cars and fifteen restless riders, _
_ [Am] _ three [G] conductors and twenty-five [C] sacks of milk.
_ _ _ [Am] Out on the southbound [Em] odyssey the train pulls out of [G] Kankakee and it rolls past [D] houses and
farms and fields. _
_ _ [Am] _ Passing towns that have no name [Em] but freight yards full of old [G] black men and the graveyards
of the rusted [C] automobile.
_ _ _ [A] Just a saying [F] good morning American, how [C] are you?
_ _ _ Don't you know me, I'm [D] your native [C] son.
_ _ [G] _ I'm the train they call the [G] city of New [C] Orleans. _ _ _
[Am] I be going five hundred [G] miles when the day is [C] done. _
[A] _ I [C] was dealing [D] cards with the old men in the club car.
_ [G] _ [A] Penny a point [F] ain't nobody keeping [C] score.
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[Am] Pass that paper [A] bag that holds that bottle, _ _ _ feel the [G] wheels grumbling [C] beneath the floor.
_ _ _ [Am] _ Sons of Pullman porters [Em] and the sons of engineers [G] ride their daddy's magic carpet [D] made of steam. _ _
_ [Am] And mothers with the babes asleep [Em] go rocking to the gentle [G] beat and the rhythm of the rails
is all they [C] dream.
_ Just a [F] saying good morning American, [C] how are you?
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_ _ Don't you know me, I'm your native [C] son.
_ _ [G] _ [Am] I'm the train they [G] call the city of New [C] Orleans.
_ _ _ [Am] I be going five hundred [A] miles when the [C] day is done. _
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_ _ [C] Night [A] time on the city of New [C] Orleans, [E] _ _ [Am] _ changing [F] cars in Memphis, Tennessee.
_ [G] _ _ [Am] Half way home and we'll be there [C] by morning, _ [A] _
through the Mississippi darkness rolling to [C] the sea.
[E] _ _ _ [Am] All the towns and people seem to [Em] fade into a bad [A] dream.
[G] The steel rails still ain't [D] heard the news.
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[Am] conductor sings that song again, [Em] passengers oh please refrain, [G] this train's got the disappearing
[C] railroad blues.
[E] And [F] it's good night American, how [C] are you?
_ _ [A] And it's don't you know [F] me, I'm your [Am] native son.
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I'm [C] the train they [A] call the city of New [C] Orleans.
_ _ _ [Am] I be going five hundred [C] miles when the day [C] is done.
_ [Am] _ _ [F] Good night American, [Am] how [C] are you? _ _
[Am] Don't you know me, I'm your native [C] son. _
_ _ I'm [G] the train they call the city [C] of New Orleans.
_ Going a long, long time when the day [Bb] is done.
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