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Ridin' on the City of New Orleans <br />Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail <br />15 cars and 15 restless riders <br />Three conductors, 25 sacks of mail <br /><br />All along the southbound odyssey the train pulls out of Kankakee <br />Rolls along past houses, farms and fields <br />Passin' trains that have no name, freight yards full of old black men <br />And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles <br /><br />Good mornin' America, how are you? <br />Say, Don't you know me? I'm your native son! <br />I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans <br />I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done <br /><br />Dealin' card games with the old men in the club car <br />Penny a point, ain't no one keepin' score <br />Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle <br />And feel the wheels rumblin' neath the floor <br /><br />And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers <br />Ride their fathers' magic carpets made of steel <br />Mothers with their babes asleep, rockin' to the gentle beat <br />And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel <br /><br />Good mornin' America, how are you? <br />Say don't you know me? I'm your native son! <br />I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans. <br />I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done. <br /><br />Nighttime on the City of New Orleans <br />Changin' cars in Memphis, Tennessee <br />Halfway home, we'll be there by mornin' <br />Thru the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea <br /><br />But all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream <br />And the steel rail still ain't heard the news <br />The conductor sings his songs again <br />The passengers will please refrain: <br />This train got the disappearin' railroad blues <br /><br />Good night America, how are you? <br />Say don't you know me? I'm your native son! <br />I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans. <br />I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done.
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Ridin' on the City of New Orleans <br />Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail <br />15 cars and 15 restless riders <br />Three conductors, 25 sacks of mail <br /><br />All along the southbound odyssey the train pulls out of Kankakee <br />Rolls along past houses, farms and fields <br />Passin' trains that have no name, freight yards full of old black men <br />And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles <br /><br />Good mornin' America, how are you? <br />Say, Don't you know me? I'm your native son! <br />I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans <br />I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done <br /><br />Dealin' card games with the old men in the club car <br />Penny a point, ain't no one keepin' score <br />Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle <br />And feel the wheels rumblin' neath the floor <br /><br />And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers <br />Ride their fathers' magic carpets made of steel <br />Mothers with their babes asleep, rockin' to the gentle beat <br />And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel <br /><br />Good mornin' America, how are you? <br />Say don't you know me? I'm your native son! <br />I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans. <br />I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done. <br /><br />Nighttime on the City of New Orleans <br />Changin' cars in Memphis, Tennessee <br />Halfway home, we'll be there by mornin' <br />Thru the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea <br /><br />But all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream <br />And the steel rail still ain't heard the news <br />The conductor sings his songs again <br />The passengers will please refrain: <br />This train got the disappearin' railroad blues <br /><br />Good night America, how are you? <br />Say don't you know me? I'm your native son! <br />I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans. <br />I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done.
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