Chords for Arlo Guthrie - City of New Orleans (Live at Farm Aid 2008)
Tempo:
164.9 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[N] [F] Here's a little Steve Goodman for you.
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F] Riding [C] on the city [F] of New Orleans,
[Dm] Illinois Central, [Bb] Monday [F] morning rail.
Fifteen [C] cars and fifteen restless [F] riders,
[Dm] three conductors,
[C] twenty-five [F] sacks of mail.
[Dm] All along the southbound Odyssey,
[A] the train pulls out at Kankakee,
[C] rolls along past houses, farms [G] and fields.
[Dm] Passing trains that have no names,
[Am] graveyards full of old black men,
[C] the graveyards of the rusted [F] automobiles.
[Bb] Good morning [C] America, [F] how are you?
Say [Dm] don't you know me, [Bb] I'm your native [F] son.
[C] I'm [F] the train that [C] calls the city of [Dm] New [C] Orleans.
[B] [Eb] I'll be gone [Bb] five [C] hundred miles when the day [F] is done,
[Bb] [F]
dealing card games [C] with the old men in the [F] club car.
[Dm] Penny a point, [Bb] ain't no one keeping [F] score.
[Bb] [F] Pass the paper [C] bag that holds [F] the bottle,
[Dm] feel the wheels [C] rumbling beneath the [F] floor.
And [Dm] the sons of Pullman porters,
[Am] the sons of engineers,
write [C] their fathers' magic carpet made of [G] steel.
[Dm] Mothers with their babes asleep,
[Am] rocking to the gentle beat,
[C] the rhythm of the rail is all [F] they feel.
[Bb] Good morning [C] America, [F] how are you?
[Dm] Say don't you know me, [Bb] I'm your [F] native son.
[C] [F] I'm the train that [C] calls the city [Dm] of New [B] Orleans.
[Eb] I'll be gone [Bb] five [C] hundred miles when the day [F] is done,
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F] nighttime on [C] the city of New [F] Orleans.
[Dm] Changing cars in [Bb] Memphis, [F] Tennessee,
halfway home [C] and we'll be there by [F] morning.
The train's got the disappearing railroad links.
Through the [Dm] Mississippi darkness, [C] rolling down to the [F] sea,
[Dm] but all the towns and people seem to [Am] fade into a bad dream.
[C] The steel rail still ain't heard the [G] news.
The [Dm] conductor sings his songs again,
[Am] the passengers will please refrain.
[C] This train's got the disappearing railroad [F] links.
[Bb] And good night
[C] America, [F] how are you?
[Dm] Say don't you know me, [Bb] I'm your native [F] son.
[C] I'm [F] the train that [C] calls the city of New [Dm] Orleans.
[B] I'll [Eb] be gone [Bb] five hundred [C] miles when the day [F] is done.
[Bb] Good night
[C] America, [F] how are you?
Say [Dm] don't you know me, [Bb] I'm your native [F] son.
[C] I'm [F] the train that calls [C] the city of New [Dm] Orleans.
[B] I'll be [Eb] gone five [C] hundred miles when the day is [F] done.
[Bb] [F]
[Bb]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F] Riding [C] on the city [F] of New Orleans,
[Dm] Illinois Central, [Bb] Monday [F] morning rail.
Fifteen [C] cars and fifteen restless [F] riders,
[Dm] three conductors,
[C] twenty-five [F] sacks of mail.
[Dm] All along the southbound Odyssey,
[A] the train pulls out at Kankakee,
[C] rolls along past houses, farms [G] and fields.
[Dm] Passing trains that have no names,
[Am] graveyards full of old black men,
[C] the graveyards of the rusted [F] automobiles.
[Bb] Good morning [C] America, [F] how are you?
Say [Dm] don't you know me, [Bb] I'm your native [F] son.
[C] I'm [F] the train that [C] calls the city of [Dm] New [C] Orleans.
[B] [Eb] I'll be gone [Bb] five [C] hundred miles when the day [F] is done,
[Bb] [F]
dealing card games [C] with the old men in the [F] club car.
[Dm] Penny a point, [Bb] ain't no one keeping [F] score.
[Bb] [F] Pass the paper [C] bag that holds [F] the bottle,
[Dm] feel the wheels [C] rumbling beneath the [F] floor.
And [Dm] the sons of Pullman porters,
[Am] the sons of engineers,
write [C] their fathers' magic carpet made of [G] steel.
[Dm] Mothers with their babes asleep,
[Am] rocking to the gentle beat,
[C] the rhythm of the rail is all [F] they feel.
[Bb] Good morning [C] America, [F] how are you?
[Dm] Say don't you know me, [Bb] I'm your [F] native son.
[C] [F] I'm the train that [C] calls the city [Dm] of New [B] Orleans.
[Eb] I'll be gone [Bb] five [C] hundred miles when the day [F] is done,
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F] nighttime on [C] the city of New [F] Orleans.
[Dm] Changing cars in [Bb] Memphis, [F] Tennessee,
halfway home [C] and we'll be there by [F] morning.
The train's got the disappearing railroad links.
Through the [Dm] Mississippi darkness, [C] rolling down to the [F] sea,
[Dm] but all the towns and people seem to [Am] fade into a bad dream.
[C] The steel rail still ain't heard the [G] news.
The [Dm] conductor sings his songs again,
[Am] the passengers will please refrain.
[C] This train's got the disappearing railroad [F] links.
[Bb] And good night
[C] America, [F] how are you?
[Dm] Say don't you know me, [Bb] I'm your native [F] son.
[C] I'm [F] the train that [C] calls the city of New [Dm] Orleans.
[B] I'll [Eb] be gone [Bb] five hundred [C] miles when the day [F] is done.
[Bb] Good night
[C] America, [F] how are you?
Say [Dm] don't you know me, [Bb] I'm your native [F] son.
[C] I'm [F] the train that calls [C] the city of New [Dm] Orleans.
[B] I'll be [Eb] gone five [C] hundred miles when the day is [F] done.
[Bb] [F]
[Bb]
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[N] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ Here's a little Steve Goodman for you. _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ Riding [C] on the city [F] of New Orleans, _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] Illinois Central, [Bb] _ Monday [F] morning rail. _
_ _ _ _ _ Fifteen [C] cars and fifteen restless [F] _ riders, _
_ _ _ [Dm] three conductors, _
[C] twenty-five [F] sacks of mail. _
_ _ _ [Dm] All along the southbound Odyssey,
_ [A] the train pulls out at Kankakee,
_ [C] rolls along past houses, farms [G] and fields. _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] Passing trains that have no names,
[Am] _ graveyards full of old black men,
[C] the _ graveyards of the rusted _ _ [F] _ automobiles. _
_ _ _ [Bb] Good _ morning [C] _ America, [F] how are you? _
_ _ Say [Dm] don't you know me, [Bb] _ I'm your native [F] _ son. _
[C] _ _ I'm [F] the train that [C] calls the city of [Dm] New _ [C] Orleans.
[B] _ _ _ [Eb] I'll be gone [Bb] five [C] hundred miles when the day [F] is done, _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ dealing card games [C] with the old men in the [F] club car. _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] Penny a point, [Bb] ain't no one keeping [F] _ score. _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] Pass the paper [C] bag that holds [F] the bottle, _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] feel the wheels [C] rumbling beneath the [F] floor. _
_ _ _ And [Dm] the sons of Pullman porters,
_ _ [Am] the sons of _ engineers,
write [C] their fathers' magic carpet made of [G] steel. _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ Mothers with their babes asleep,
[Am] rocking to the gentle beat,
_ [C] the rhythm of the rail is all [F] they feel. _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] Good morning [C] _ America, [F] how are you? _
_ _ _ [Dm] Say don't you know me, [Bb] _ I'm your [F] native _ son.
_ [C] _ _ [F] I'm the train that [C] calls the city [Dm] of New _ _ [B] Orleans.
_ _ [Eb] I'll be gone [Bb] five [C] hundred miles when the day [F] is _ done,
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ nighttime on [C] the city of New [F] Orleans. _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ Changing cars in [Bb] Memphis, _ [F] Tennessee, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ halfway home [C] and we'll be there by [F] morning. _ _
_ _ _ The train's got the disappearing railroad links.
Through the [Dm] Mississippi _ darkness, [C] rolling down to the [F] sea, _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] but all the towns and people seem to [Am] fade into a bad dream.
_ [C] The steel rail still ain't heard the _ [G] news. _
_ _ _ The [Dm] conductor sings his songs again,
[Am] the passengers will please refrain.
[C] This train's got the _ disappearing railroad [F] _ links. _
_ _ _ [Bb] And good night _
[C] _ America, [F] how are you? _
_ _ _ [Dm] Say don't you know me, [Bb] _ I'm your native [F] _ _ son.
_ [C] _ I'm [F] the train that [C] calls the city of New [Dm] Orleans. _
[B] _ _ I'll [Eb] be gone [Bb] five hundred [C] miles when the day [F] is _ _ done.
_ _ _ [Bb] Good night _
[C] _ America, [F] how are you?
_ _ Say [Dm] don't you know me, [Bb] _ I'm your native [F] _ _ son.
_ [C] _ I'm [F] the train that calls [C] the city of New [Dm] Orleans. _
[B] _ _ I'll be [Eb] gone five [C] hundred miles when the day is [F] done. _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ Riding [C] on the city [F] of New Orleans, _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] Illinois Central, [Bb] _ Monday [F] morning rail. _
_ _ _ _ _ Fifteen [C] cars and fifteen restless [F] _ riders, _
_ _ _ [Dm] three conductors, _
[C] twenty-five [F] sacks of mail. _
_ _ _ [Dm] All along the southbound Odyssey,
_ [A] the train pulls out at Kankakee,
_ [C] rolls along past houses, farms [G] and fields. _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] Passing trains that have no names,
[Am] _ graveyards full of old black men,
[C] the _ graveyards of the rusted _ _ [F] _ automobiles. _
_ _ _ [Bb] Good _ morning [C] _ America, [F] how are you? _
_ _ Say [Dm] don't you know me, [Bb] _ I'm your native [F] _ son. _
[C] _ _ I'm [F] the train that [C] calls the city of [Dm] New _ [C] Orleans.
[B] _ _ _ [Eb] I'll be gone [Bb] five [C] hundred miles when the day [F] is done, _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ dealing card games [C] with the old men in the [F] club car. _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] Penny a point, [Bb] ain't no one keeping [F] _ score. _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] Pass the paper [C] bag that holds [F] the bottle, _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] feel the wheels [C] rumbling beneath the [F] floor. _
_ _ _ And [Dm] the sons of Pullman porters,
_ _ [Am] the sons of _ engineers,
write [C] their fathers' magic carpet made of [G] steel. _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ Mothers with their babes asleep,
[Am] rocking to the gentle beat,
_ [C] the rhythm of the rail is all [F] they feel. _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] Good morning [C] _ America, [F] how are you? _
_ _ _ [Dm] Say don't you know me, [Bb] _ I'm your [F] native _ son.
_ [C] _ _ [F] I'm the train that [C] calls the city [Dm] of New _ _ [B] Orleans.
_ _ [Eb] I'll be gone [Bb] five [C] hundred miles when the day [F] is _ done,
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ nighttime on [C] the city of New [F] Orleans. _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ Changing cars in [Bb] Memphis, _ [F] Tennessee, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ halfway home [C] and we'll be there by [F] morning. _ _
_ _ _ The train's got the disappearing railroad links.
Through the [Dm] Mississippi _ darkness, [C] rolling down to the [F] sea, _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] but all the towns and people seem to [Am] fade into a bad dream.
_ [C] The steel rail still ain't heard the _ [G] news. _
_ _ _ The [Dm] conductor sings his songs again,
[Am] the passengers will please refrain.
[C] This train's got the _ disappearing railroad [F] _ links. _
_ _ _ [Bb] And good night _
[C] _ America, [F] how are you? _
_ _ _ [Dm] Say don't you know me, [Bb] _ I'm your native [F] _ _ son.
_ [C] _ I'm [F] the train that [C] calls the city of New [Dm] Orleans. _
[B] _ _ I'll [Eb] be gone [Bb] five hundred [C] miles when the day [F] is _ _ done.
_ _ _ [Bb] Good night _
[C] _ America, [F] how are you?
_ _ Say [Dm] don't you know me, [Bb] _ I'm your native [F] _ _ son.
_ [C] _ I'm [F] the train that calls [C] the city of New [Dm] Orleans. _
[B] _ _ I'll be [Eb] gone five [C] hundred miles when the day is [F] done. _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _