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City Of New Orleans - Arlo Guthrie - 50 bpm


C
Ridin' on the
G
City of New
C
Orleans,

Am
Illinois Central,
F
Monday mornin'
C
rail
G

C
Fifteen cars and
G
fifteen restless
C
riders,

Am
three conductors,
G
twenty-five sacks of
C
mail


All a
Am
long the southbound

odyssey the
Em
train pulls out of

Kankakee
G
Rolls along past

houses, farms &
D
fields


Am
Passin' towns that

have no name,
Em
freight yards full of

old black men and the
G
graveyards of
F
rusted automo
C
biles



F
Good mornin' Am
G
erica, how
C
are you?

Am
Don't you know me?
F
I'm your native
C
son!
G
Iím the

C
train they call the
G
City of New
Am
Orleans. ...
D7
... I'll be
F
gone 500
G
miles when the day is
C
done
G


Dealin'
C
cards with the
G
old men in the
C
club car.

Am
A penny a point, ain't
F
no one keepin'
C
score.
G

And itís
C
pass the paper
G
bag that holds the
C
bottle, and

Am
feel the wheels
G
rumblin' neath the
C
floor.


And the
Am
sons of Pullman

porters & the
Em
sons of engineers

Ride their
G
fathers' magic

carpets made of
D
steel


Am
Mothers rock their

babes to sleep, with the
Em
rockin' of the

gentle beat, and the
G
rhythm of the
F
rails is all they
C
feel


repeat chorus

Well itís
C
night time on the
G
City of New
C
Orleans

Am
changin' cars in
F
Memphis, Tennes
C
see
G

C
Halfway home,
G
we'll be there by
C
mornin',

thru the
Am
Mississippi darkness
G
rollin' down to the
C
sea


But
Am
all the towns and

people seem to
Em
fade into a

bad dream and the
G
steel rail

still ain't heard the
D
news


The con
Am
ductor sings his

songs again and it's
Em
passengers would you

please refrain
G
this train's got the
F
disappearin' railroad
C
blues



F
Good night Am
G
erica, how
C
are you?

Am
Don't you know me?
F
I'm your native
C
son!
G
Iím the

C
train they call the
G
City of New
Am
Orleans. ...
D7
... I'll be
F
gone 500
G
miles when the day is
C
done

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