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City of New Orleans chords
Arlo Guthrie 1972 (Steve Goodman)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/City_of_New_Orleans_(song) ***
Capo IV **
[Intro]
D
[Verse 1]
D A D
Riding on the City of New Orleans
Bm G D A
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
D A D
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Bm A D
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.
Bm F#m
All along the south bound odyssey, the train pulls out of Kankakee
A E*
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Bm F#m
Passing trains that have no name, freight yards full of old black men
A A7 D
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.
{ CHORUS }
G A D
Good morning America, how are you?
Bm G D
Say, don't you know me, I'm your native son.
A7 D A Bm E7
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
C G A A7 D
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
[Verse 2]
D A D
Dealing card games with the old men in the club car
Bm G D A
Penny a point, ain't no one keeping score
D A D
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
Bm A D
Feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor
Bm F#m
And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers
A E
Ride their fathers' magic carpets made of steel
Bm F#m
Mothers with their babes asleep, rockin' to the gentle beat
A A7 D
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.
{ CHORUS }
G A D
Good morning America, how are you?
Bm G D
Say, don't you know me, I'm your native son.
A7 D A Bm E7
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
C G A A7 D
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
[Verse 3]
D A D
Night time on the City of New Orleans
Bm G D A
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
D A D
Halfway home, we'll be there by morning
Bm A D
through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea.
Bm F#m
But all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream
A E
And the steel rail still ain't heard the news
Bm F#m
The conductor sings his songs again, the passengers will please refrain
A A7 D
This train got the disappearing railroad blues.
{ CHORUS }
G A D
Good night America, how are you?
Bm G D
Say, don't you know me, I'm your native son.
A7 D A Bm E7
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
C G A A7 D
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
* Try adding Esus4 E here to jazz it up a bit, if you like:)
*** This version: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fF1lqEQFVUo
** Alternates:
asdkf;alskdf;lasdjf;lasdjf
{t: City of New Orleans [D] }
{key: D}
{artist:Willie Nelson}
Willie Nelson:
{c: }
[D] Riding on the [A] City of New [D] Orleans,
[Bm] Illinois Central [G] Monday morning [D] rail [A]
[D] Fifteen cars and [A] fifteen restless [D] riders,
Three [Bm] conductors and [A] twenty-five sacks of [D] mail.
All a-[Bm]long the southbound odyssey
The [F#m] train pulls out from Kankakee
And [A] rolls along past houses, farms and [E7] fields.
[Bm] Passin' trains that have no names,
And [F#m] freight yards full of old black men
And the [A] graveyards of the [A7] rusted automo-[D]biles. [D7]
{c: }
[G] Good morning [A] America how [D] are you?
Say [Bm] don't you know me [G] I'm your native [D] son [A]
I'm the [D] train they call The [A] City of New [Bm] Orleans, [E7]
I'll be [C] gone five [G] hundred [A] miles when the day is [D] done. [A]
{c: }
Dealin' [D] cards with the [A] old men in the [D] club car.
[Bm] Penny a point there ain't [G] no one keepin' [D] score. [A]
[D] Pass the paper [A] bag that holds the [D] bottle
[Bm] Feel the wheels [A] rumblin' 'neath the [D] floor.
{c: }
And the [Bm] sons of pullman porters and the [F#m] sons of engineers
Ride their [A] father's magic carpets made of [E7] steel.
[Bm] And mothers with their babes asleep, Go [F#m] rockin' to the gentle beat
And the [A] rhythm of the [A7] rails is all they [D] feel. [D7]
{c: }
[G] Good morning [A] America how [D] are you?
Say [Bm] don't you know me [G] I'm your native [D] son [A]
I'm the [D] train they call The [A] City of New [Bm] Orleans, [E7]
I'll be [C] gone five [G] hundred [A] miles when the day is [D] done. [A]
{c: }
[D] Night-time on The [A] City of New [D] Orleans,
[Bm] Changing cars in [G] Memphis, Tennes-[D]-see. [A]
[D] Half way home, we'll [A] be there by [D] morning
Through the [Bm] Mississippi darkness [A] rolling down to the [D] sea.
{c: }
[Bm] All the towns and people seem to [F#m] fade into a bad dream
And the [A] steel rails still ain't heard the [E7] news.
The con-[Bm]-ductor sings his song again, the [F#m] passengers will please refrain
This [A] train has got the [A7] disappearing railroad [D] blues. [D7]
{c: }
[G] Good night [A] America how [D] are you?
Say [Bm] don't you know me [G] I'm your native [D] son [A]
I'm the [D] train they call The [A] City of New [Bm] Orleans, [E7]
I'll be [C] gone five [G] hundred [A] miles when the day is [D] done. [A]
{c: }
I'll be [G] gone five hundred [A] miles when the day is [D] done. [G] [A] [D]
