CITY
OF NEW ORLEANS
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CITY
OF NEW ORLEANS |
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| Written by | |
Originally performed by |
Steve
Goodman (1972) |
| The Gimmes' version also includes | |
| Misc. | B-side of the "WILLIE" 7" (2007). The song also appears on Fat Wreck Chords' X-Mas Bonus compilation. Check out the other comps the Gimmes have appeared on here. Some of the original lyrics were cut off. Learn more about this song here.
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| Tabs | Bass
tab (from www.jiihootabs.cjb.net). |
Lyrics :
Riding on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that have no names
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning America how are ya?
Said don't you know me I'm your native son
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Dealin' cards with the old men in the club
car
Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
Feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor
And the sons of pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep
Are rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
Good morning America how are ya?
Said don't you know me I'm your native son
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Good morning America how are ya?
Said don't you know me I'm your native son
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Good night, America, how are ya?
I said don't you know me I'm your native son
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
Whoooo
