Steve Goodman - City of new orleans

^CRiding on the ^GCity of New ^COrleans, ^AmIllinois Central ^FMonday morning ^Crail ^{G7 C}Fifteen cars and fif^Gteen restless ^Criders, ^FThree conductors and ^Gtwenty-five sacks of ^Cmail. All ^Amalong the southbound odyssey The ^Emtrain pulls out at Kankakee ^CRolls along past houses, farms and ^Dfields. ^AmPassin' trains that have no names, ^EmFreight yards full of old black men And the ^Fgraveyards of the ^G7rusted automobi^Cles.

Singing: ^FGood morning A^Gmerica how ^Care you' ^AmDon't you know me ^FI'm your native ^Cson, ^G7 I'm the ^Ctrain they call The ^GCity of New ^COrleans, I'll be ^Fgone five hundred ^G7miles when the day is ^Cdone.