me first the gimme gimmes - the city of new orleans lyrics
ridin’ on the city of new orleans
illinois central, monday mornin’ rail
15 cars & 15 restless riders
three conductors, and 24 sacks of mail
all along the southbound odyssey the train moves out of kentucky
and moves along past houses, farms & fields
p-ssin’ trains that have no name, as which yards’ full of old black men
and the graveyards of rusted automobiles
good mornin’ america, how are you?
say 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 500 miles when the day is done
dealin’ cards with the old men on the club car
penny a point, ain’t n-body keepin’ score
then now p-ss the paper bag that holds the bottle
and feel the wheels grumblin’ neath the floor
and the sons of pullman porters & the sons of engineers
ride their daddies’ magic carpet made of steel
mothers with their babes asleep, rockin’ to the gentle beat
and the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
good mornin’ america, how are you?
say 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 500 miles when the day is done
good night america, how are you?
say 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 500 miles when the day is done
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