D A D
ridin’ on the city of new orleans
Bm G D
illinois central monday mornin’ rail
D A D
there’s 15 cars , and 15 restless riders
Bm A D
3 conductors and 25 sacks of mail
Bm F#m
all along a southbound oddyssey , and the train pulls out of kankakee
A E
and rolls along past the houses , farms and fields
Bm F#m
passin’ trains that have no name , and freightyards full of old black men
A A7 D
the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
chorus :
G A7 D
good mornin’ america , how are you?
Bm G D A7
sayin’ don’t you know me? , i’m your native son
D A Bm – Bm7 – E7
i’m the train they call the city of new orleans
C G A D
i’ll be gone 500 miles when the day is done .
D A D
dealin card games with the old men in the club car .
Bm G D
penny a point , aint no one keepin’ score
D A D
pass the paper bag that holds that bottle .
Bm A D
hear the wheels rumblin’ neath the floor .
Bm F#m
and the sons of pullman porters , and the sons of engineers
A E
ride their father’s magic carpet made of steel
Bm F#m
mothers with their babes asleep are rockin to the gentle beat
A A7 D
and the rhythm of the rails is all they feel .
chorus :
G A7 D
good mornin’ america , how are you?
Bm G D A7
sayin’ don’t you know me? , i’m your native son
D A Bm – Bm7 – E7
i’m the train they call the city of new orleans
C G A D
i’ll be gone 500 miles when the day is done .
D A D
nighttime on the city of new orleans .
Bm G D
changin cars in memphis , tennessee
D A D
half way home , and we’ll be there by mornin’
Bm A D
through the mississippi darkness rollin down to the sea .
Bm F#m
and all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream
A E
and the steel rails still ain’t heard the news
Bm F#m
the conductor sings his songs again the passengers will please refrain
A A7 E
this train has got the disappearin railroad blues
chorus :
G A7 D
good mornin’ america , how are you?
Bm G D A7
sayin’ don’t you know me? , i’m your native son
D A Bm – Bm7 – E7
i’m the train they call the city of new orleans
C G A D
i’ll be gone 500 miles when the day is done .
D A D
ridin’ on the city of new orleans
Bm G D
illinois central monday mornin’ rail
D A D
there’s 15 cars , and 15 restless riders
Bm A D
3 conductors and 25 sacks of mail
Bm F#m
all along a southbound oddyssey , and the train pulls out of kankakee
A E
and rolls along past the houses , farms and fields
Bm F#m
passin’ trains that have no name , and freightyards full of old black men
A A7 D
the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
chorus :
G A7 D
good mornin’ america , how are you?
Bm G D A7
sayin’ don’t you know me? , i’m your native son
D A Bm – Bm7 – E7
i’m the train they call the city of new orleans
C G A D
i’ll be gone 500 miles when the day is done .
D A D
dealin card games with the old men in the club car .
Bm G D
penny a point , aint no one keepin’ score
D A D
pass the paper bag that holds that bottle .
Bm A D
hear the wheels rumblin’ neath the floor .
Bm F#m
and the sons of pullman porters , and the sons of engineers
A E
ride their father’s magic carpet made of steel
Bm F#m
mothers with their babes asleep are rockin to the gentle beat
A A7 D
and the rhythm of the rails is all they feel .
chorus :
G A7 D
good mornin’ america , how are you?
Bm G D A7
sayin’ don’t you know me? , i’m your native son
D A Bm – Bm7 – E7
i’m the train they call the city of new orleans
C G A D
i’ll be gone 500 miles when the day is done .
D A D
nighttime on the city of new orleans .
Bm G D
changin cars in memphis , tennessee
D A D
half way home , and we’ll be there by mornin’
Bm A D
through the mississippi darkness rollin down to the sea .
Bm F#m
and all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream
A E
and the steel rails still ain’t heard the news
Bm F#m
the conductor sings his songs again the passengers will please refrain
A A7 E
this train has got the disappearin railroad blues
chorus :
G A7 D
good mornin’ america , how are you?
Bm G D A7
sayin’ don’t you know me? , i’m your native son
D A Bm – Bm7 – E7
i’m the train they call the city of new orleans
C G A D
i’ll be gone 500 miles when the day is done .
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