Chords for The City of New Orleans (Arlo Guthrie) Strum Guitar Cover Lesson with Chords/Lyrics
Tempo:
85.8 bpm
Chords used:
G
Em
D
C
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Riding on [D] the city of [G] New Orleans, giving North [C] Central Monday [G] morning rain.
Fifteen [D] cars and fifteen [G] restless riders, [Em] she dropped a [D] twenty-five sack [G] in there.
[Em] All along the southbound Odyssey, [Bm] train pulls out of Kentucky,
[D] rolls along past houses, farms, and [A] fields.
[Em] Passing trains that have [G] no [Bm] name, graveyards full of old black men,
[D] and graveyards full of rusted [G] automobiles.
Good morning, America, how are you?
[Em] Say it, don't you know me?
[G] I'm your native son, my mother's train, they call it the city [Em] of New Orleans.
I'll be [C] gone five hundred miles when [G] the day is done,
giving [D] cards with an old [G] man in a club car.
[Em] Many are born and no [G] one keeping score.
Past the [A] paper bag and [G] hole in the bottom,
[Em] hear the whizz of London [G] Heathrow.
[Em] And the sons of old men, porters, [Bm] and the sons of engineers,
[D] ride their fathers' magic carpet, [A] made of steel.
[Em] Brothers with their babes, [Bm] rocking to that gentle beat,
[D] and at the rhythm of the river's [G] all they keep.
[C] Good [D] morning, America, [G] how are you?
[Em] Say it, don't you know me?
I'm your [G] native son, my mother's train, [D] they call it the city [Em] of New Orleans.
[G] I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done,
night time, all the city of New Orleans.
The [Em] train and cars in Memphis, [G] Tennessee.
Halfway home, we'll be there by morning.
[Em] The roof is the city of darkness, rolling [G] down to the sea.
[Em] And all the townspeople [G] see, [Bm] fade into a bad dream.
And [D] the steel rail still [A] ain't heard the news.
[Em] The conductor sings his song [Bm] again, the passengers will plead the [D] frame,
this train has disappeared in [G] railroads.
[C] Good night, [G] America, how are you?
[Em] Say it, don't you know me?
I'm [G] your native son, my mother's train, they call [D] it the city of New Orleans.
[C] Gone five hundred miles [G] when the day is done.
[C] Don't forget to [A] subscribe.
[G]
Fifteen [D] cars and fifteen [G] restless riders, [Em] she dropped a [D] twenty-five sack [G] in there.
[Em] All along the southbound Odyssey, [Bm] train pulls out of Kentucky,
[D] rolls along past houses, farms, and [A] fields.
[Em] Passing trains that have [G] no [Bm] name, graveyards full of old black men,
[D] and graveyards full of rusted [G] automobiles.
Good morning, America, how are you?
[Em] Say it, don't you know me?
[G] I'm your native son, my mother's train, they call it the city [Em] of New Orleans.
I'll be [C] gone five hundred miles when [G] the day is done,
giving [D] cards with an old [G] man in a club car.
[Em] Many are born and no [G] one keeping score.
Past the [A] paper bag and [G] hole in the bottom,
[Em] hear the whizz of London [G] Heathrow.
[Em] And the sons of old men, porters, [Bm] and the sons of engineers,
[D] ride their fathers' magic carpet, [A] made of steel.
[Em] Brothers with their babes, [Bm] rocking to that gentle beat,
[D] and at the rhythm of the river's [G] all they keep.
[C] Good [D] morning, America, [G] how are you?
[Em] Say it, don't you know me?
I'm your [G] native son, my mother's train, [D] they call it the city [Em] of New Orleans.
[G] I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done,
night time, all the city of New Orleans.
The [Em] train and cars in Memphis, [G] Tennessee.
Halfway home, we'll be there by morning.
[Em] The roof is the city of darkness, rolling [G] down to the sea.
[Em] And all the townspeople [G] see, [Bm] fade into a bad dream.
And [D] the steel rail still [A] ain't heard the news.
[Em] The conductor sings his song [Bm] again, the passengers will plead the [D] frame,
this train has disappeared in [G] railroads.
[C] Good night, [G] America, how are you?
[Em] Say it, don't you know me?
I'm [G] your native son, my mother's train, they call [D] it the city of New Orleans.
[C] Gone five hundred miles [G] when the day is done.
[C] Don't forget to [A] subscribe.
[G]
Key:
G
Em
D
C
Bm
G
Em
D
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Riding on [D] the city of [G] New Orleans, _ giving North [C] Central Monday [G] morning rain.
_ _ Fifteen [D] cars and fifteen [G] restless riders, _ _ [Em] she dropped a [D] twenty-five sack [G] in there.
_ [Em] All along the southbound Odyssey, [Bm] train pulls out of Kentucky,
[D] rolls along past houses, farms, and [A] fields. _
_ [Em] Passing trains that have [G] no [Bm] name, graveyards full of old black men,
[D] and graveyards full of rusted [G] automobiles. _
_ Good morning, America, how are you? _ _
[Em] Say it, don't you know me?
[G] I'm your native son, _ my mother's train, they call it the city [Em] of New Orleans. _
I'll be [C] gone five hundred miles when [G] the day is done, _ _
_ _ _ giving [D] cards with an old [G] man in a club car.
_ _ [Em] Many are born and no [G] one keeping score.
_ _ Past the [A] paper bag and [G] hole in the bottom,
_ _ [Em] hear the whizz of London [G] Heathrow.
_ _ [Em] And the sons of old men, porters, [Bm] and the sons of engineers,
[D] ride their fathers' magic carpet, [A] made of steel.
_ _ [Em] Brothers with their babes, [Bm] rocking to that gentle beat,
[D] and at the rhythm of the river's [G] all they keep.
_ _ [C] Good [D] morning, America, [G] how are you?
_ [Em] Say it, don't you know me?
I'm your [G] native son, my mother's train, [D] they call it the city [Em] of New Orleans.
_ [G] I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done, _ _ _ _ _ _
night time, all the city of New Orleans.
The [Em] train and cars in Memphis, [G] Tennessee. _ _ _
Halfway home, we'll be there by morning.
[Em] The roof is the city of darkness, rolling [G] down to the sea. _ _
[Em] And all the townspeople [G] see, [Bm] fade into a bad dream.
And [D] the steel rail still [A] ain't heard the news. _
[Em] The conductor sings his song [Bm] again, the passengers will plead the [D] frame,
this train has disappeared in [G] railroads. _ _
[C] Good night, [G] America, how are you? _ _
[Em] Say it, don't you know me?
I'm [G] your native son, _ my mother's train, they call [D] it the city of New Orleans. _
[C] Gone five hundred miles [G] when the day is done. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] Don't forget to [A] subscribe.
[G] _ _
_ _ Riding on [D] the city of [G] New Orleans, _ giving North [C] Central Monday [G] morning rain.
_ _ Fifteen [D] cars and fifteen [G] restless riders, _ _ [Em] she dropped a [D] twenty-five sack [G] in there.
_ [Em] All along the southbound Odyssey, [Bm] train pulls out of Kentucky,
[D] rolls along past houses, farms, and [A] fields. _
_ [Em] Passing trains that have [G] no [Bm] name, graveyards full of old black men,
[D] and graveyards full of rusted [G] automobiles. _
_ Good morning, America, how are you? _ _
[Em] Say it, don't you know me?
[G] I'm your native son, _ my mother's train, they call it the city [Em] of New Orleans. _
I'll be [C] gone five hundred miles when [G] the day is done, _ _
_ _ _ giving [D] cards with an old [G] man in a club car.
_ _ [Em] Many are born and no [G] one keeping score.
_ _ Past the [A] paper bag and [G] hole in the bottom,
_ _ [Em] hear the whizz of London [G] Heathrow.
_ _ [Em] And the sons of old men, porters, [Bm] and the sons of engineers,
[D] ride their fathers' magic carpet, [A] made of steel.
_ _ [Em] Brothers with their babes, [Bm] rocking to that gentle beat,
[D] and at the rhythm of the river's [G] all they keep.
_ _ [C] Good [D] morning, America, [G] how are you?
_ [Em] Say it, don't you know me?
I'm your [G] native son, my mother's train, [D] they call it the city [Em] of New Orleans.
_ [G] I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done, _ _ _ _ _ _
night time, all the city of New Orleans.
The [Em] train and cars in Memphis, [G] Tennessee. _ _ _
Halfway home, we'll be there by morning.
[Em] The roof is the city of darkness, rolling [G] down to the sea. _ _
[Em] And all the townspeople [G] see, [Bm] fade into a bad dream.
And [D] the steel rail still [A] ain't heard the news. _
[Em] The conductor sings his song [Bm] again, the passengers will plead the [D] frame,
this train has disappeared in [G] railroads. _ _
[C] Good night, [G] America, how are you? _ _
[Em] Say it, don't you know me?
I'm [G] your native son, _ my mother's train, they call [D] it the city of New Orleans. _
[C] Gone five hundred miles [G] when the day is done. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] Don't forget to [A] subscribe.
[G] _ _