Arlo Guthrie - The city of new orleans

^GRiding on the ^DCity of New ^GOrleans ^EmIllinois Central ^CMonday morning ^Grail ^GFifteen cars and ^Dfifteen restless ^Griders Three con^Emductors and ^Dtwenty-five sacks of ^Gmail All ^Emalong the south bound odyssey, the ^Bmtrain pulls out of Kenkakee ^DRolls along past houses farms and ^Afields ^EmPassing trains that have no name, ^Bmfreight yards full of old black men And the ^Dgraveyards of ^D7rusted automob^Giles???Chorus

^CGood morning A^D7merica, how ^Gare you? (night at 3rd chorus) Say, ^Emdon't you know me, ^CI'm your native s^Gon ^{D7 D9} I'm the ^Gtrain they call the ^DCity of New ^EmOrleans^{Em7 A7} I'll be ^Bbgone five ^Chundred ^Dmiles when the ^D9day is d^Gone

Dealing card ^Ggames with the ^Dold men in the ^Gclub car ^EmPenny a point ain't ^Cno one keeping ^Gscore ^GPass the paper ^Dbag that holds the ^Gbottle ^EmFeel the wheels ^Drumbling 'neath the ^Gfloor And the ^Emsons of Pullman porters and the ^Bmsons of engineers Ride their ^Dfather's magic carpets made of ^Asteel ^EmMothers with their babes asleep ^Bmrocking to the gentle beat And the ^Drhythm of the rails is ^D7all they ^Gfeel???Chorus

^GNightime on the ^DCity of New ^GOrleans ^EmChanging cars in ^CMemphis Tenness^Gee ^GHalf way home ^Dwe'll be there by ^Gmorning through the ^EmMississippi darkness ^Drolling down to the ^Gsea But ^Emall the towns and people seem to ^Bmfade into a bad dream And the ^Dsteel rail still ain't heard the ^Anews The cond^Emuctor sings his songs again, the p^Bmassengers will please refrain This t^Drain got the disappearing ^D7railroad ^Gblues???Chorus