Rhonda Vincent – The City Of New Orleans (Guitar)
Capo 4
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[Verse 1]
G D G Ridin' on the City of New Orleans Em C G Illinois Central Monday mornin' rail G D G There's 15 cars, and 15 restless riders Em D G 3 conductors and 25 sacks of mail Em Bm All along a southbound odyssey, and the train pulls out of Kankakee D A And rolls along past the houses, farms and fields Em Bm Passin' trains that have no name, and freightyards full of old black men D D7 G And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
[Chorus]
C D7 G Singin', Good mornin' America, how are ya? Em C G D7 Don't you know me?, I'm your native son G D Em D A7 I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans F C D G I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
[Verse 2]
G D G Dealin’ card games with the old men in the club car. Em C G Penny a point, ain’t no one keepin' score G D G Won't ya pass the paper bag that holds that bottle. Em D G You can feel the wheels rumblin' ‘neath the floor. Em Bm And the sons of Pullman Porters, and the sons of engineers D A Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel Em Bm Mothers with their babes asleep are rockin’ to the gentle beat D D7 G And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.
[Chorus]
C D7 G Singin', Good mornin' America, how are ya? Em C G D7 Don't you know me?, I'm your native son G D Em D A7 I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans F C D G I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
[Instrumental]
Em Bm D A Em Bm D D7 G C D7 G Em C G D7 G D Em D A7 F C D G
[Verse 3]
G D G Nighttime on the City of New Orleans. Em C G Changin’ cars in Memphis, Tennessee G D G Half way home, and we'll be there by mornin' Em D G Through the Mississippi darkness rollin’ down to the sea. Em Bm But all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream D A And the steel rails still ain't heard the news Em Bm The conductor sings his songs again the passengers will please refrain D D7 G This train has got the disappearin’ railroad blues
[Chorus]
C D7 G Singin', Good mornin' America, how are ya? Em C G D7 Don't you know me?, I'm your native son G D Em D A7 I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans F C D G I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.