City of New Orleans / Arlo Guthrie ~ lyrics and guitar chords
City of New Orleans
Arlo Guthrie 

(Tune down 1/2 step)
      G
               G                    D                   G            (F#)
               Riding on the City of New Orleans
               Em                    C                          G
               Illinois Central Monday morning rail
                                           D                       G         (F#)
               Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
                          Em                    D                                G       (F#)
               Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail

                                       Em                                                     Bm
                                 All along the south bound odyssey, the train pulls out of Kenkakee
                                 D                                                      A
                                 Rolls along past houses farms and fields
                                 Em                                                  Bm
                                 Passin' trains that have no name, and freight yards full of old black men
                                               D                            sus7                G
                                 And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles

                                                   C                         D                         G
                                                   Good morning America, how are ya?
                                                            Em                           C                        G
                                                   Said, don't you know me, I'm your native son
                                                   D         G                             D                  Em         Em7  Em6
                                                   I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
                                                             F              C            D                       sus7   G
                                                   I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

               Dealing card games with the old men in the club car
               Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score
               Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
               Feel the wheels rumbling 'neath the floor

                                 And the sons of Pullman porters, and the sons of engineers
                                 Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel
                                 Mothers with their babes asleep rocking to the gentle beat
                                 And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel

                                                   Good morning America, how are ya?
                                                   Said, don't you know me, I'm your native son
                                                   I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
                                                   I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

               Nightime on the City of New Orleans
               Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
               Half-way home, we'll be there by morning
               Through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea

                                 But all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream
                                 And the steel rail still ain't heard the news
                                 The conductor sings his songs again, the passengers will please refrain
                                 This train got the disappearing railroad blues

                                                   Good night America, How are ya?
                                                   Said, don't you know me, I'm your native son
                                                   I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
                                                   I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done...
                                                                          *Outro*   (verse, fade)
      


  Copyright 1972 Turnpike Tom Music
  By Steve Goodman
  Hobo's Lullaby





                  (Tune down 1/2 step)
   Chords:
           G  D (F#) Em C  Bm A  D7 Em7 Em6 F
      eb |-3--2------0--0--2--0--2---0---0--1--
      Bb |-0--3------0--1--3--2--1---0---0--1--
      Gb |-0--2------0--0--4--2--2---0---0--2--
      Db |-0--0------2--2--4--2--0---0---2--3--
      Ab |-2--0------2--3--2--0--0---2---4--3--
      Eb |-3-----2---0---------------0---0--1--







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