City Of New Orleans Chords by Willie Nelson

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_ _ _ Riding on [A] the city of [D] New Orleans, _ _ [G] Illinois Central, Monday morning [D] rail, _ _ 15 cars [A] and
15 restless [D] riders, _ [Bm] three conductors [A] and 25 sacks [D] on mail.
_ _ [C#] [Bm] All along Southbound, I see [F#m] the train pulls out at [A] Canterfield,
roadblock has cows and [E] farms in the field.
_ _ [Bm] Passing trains that have no [F#m] name,
graveyards full of old black men [A] and the graveyards of the rusted [D] automobile.
_ _ _ [G] Good [A] morning, old man, [D] _ _ _ [Bm] say don't you know [G] me, I'm your native [D] son.
[A] _ [D] The train will call from [A] City [Bm] Hall to [A] [G#] Orleans, and I'll be [G] gone 500 [A] miles in a day.
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Stealing cars with [A] the old man in the [D] club car. _
[Bm] Giddy up, boy, [G] ain't no one keeping [D] score. _ _
Pass the paper [A] bag that holds [D] the bottle. _ _
[Bm] Feel the wheels [A] rumbling beneath the [D] floor. _
[A] And the [Bm] sons of home of porters and the [F#m] sons
of engineers, ride [A] their father's magic carpet made of [E] steel. _ _
[Bm] Mother with their baby sleep, [F#m] rocking to the gentle beat, and [A] the rail is all they [D] feel. _ _
[G] Good morning, [A] old man, _ [D] _ _ _
[Bm] say don't you know me, [G] I'm your native [D] son.
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[D] The train will call [A] from City Hall to [Bm] Orleans, [E] _
_ [C] _ [G] _ [A] and the day [D] is done. _ _
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_ Nighttime [A] on the City Hall [D] to Orleans, _ [Bm] changing cars [G] in Memphis, [D] Tennessee. _ _
Halfway [A] home we'll be there [D] by morning. _ _
[Bm] Through the Mississippi [A] darkness,
rolling down to [D] the sea. _ _
[F#m] [Bm] But all the towns and people seem to [F#m] fade into a bad dream.
[A] And the steel rails still ain't heard [E] the news.
The [Bm] conductor sings his songs again.
The [F#m] passengers will please refrain.
This [A] train has got the disappearing [D] railroad blues. _ _
[G] Good morning, [A] America, _ [D] _ _ _
[Bm] say don't you know me, [G] I'm your native [D] son.
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I'm [D] going to call [A] the City Hall.
[Bm] _ _ [E]
I'll [C] be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when the day [D] is done. _
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