City of New Orleans Chords by Willie Nelson
Tempo:
75.4 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
Bm
G
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
Riding on [A] the city [D] of New Orleans,
[G] Illinois Central, Monday morning [D] rail,
15 [A] cars and 15 [D] restless riders,
[Bm] three [A] conductors and 25 [D] sacks on mail.
[Bm] All along the southbound Odyssey, [F#m] the train pulled out at Canterkeen,
[A] and rode along past houses, farms [E] and fields.
[Bm] Passing trains that have no name,
[F#m] graveyards full of old black men,
and [A] the graveyard of the rusted [D] automobile.
[G] Good [A] morning America, [D] how are you?
[Bm] Say, don't you know [G] me?
I'm your [D] native son.
[A] The [D] [A] city of [Bm] New [A] Orleans, [G#] and [C] I'll be [G] gone [A] 500 miles,
[D]
stealing cars [A] with the old [D] man in the club car.
[Bm] Any a [G] point, ain't no one keeping [D] score,
past the [A] paper bag that [D] holds the bottle.
[Bm] Feel the [A] wheels rumbling [D] beneath the floor,
and [Bm] the sons of pull-up orders [F#m] and the sons of engineers,
[A] ride their father's magic carpet [E] made of steel.
[Bm] Mother with their baby [F#m] asleep, rocking to the gentle [A] beat,
and the rhythm of the rails is [D] all they feel.
[G] Good [A] morning America, [D] how are you?
[Bm] Say, don't you [G] know me?
I'm your [D] native [A] son.
[D]
The [A] city [Bm] of New Orleans, [E] [C] [G]
[A] and [D] the day is done.
[G]
[A] [D] [Bm]
[G] [D] [A] [D]
[A] [Bm] [D] [E] [C] [G]
[A] [D] Night [A] time home, the city [D] of New Orleans,
[Bm] changing [G] cars in Memphis, [D] Tennessee.
Halfway [A] home, we'll be [D] there by morning.
[Bm] Through the Mississippi [A] darkness, rolling [D] down to the sea,
[Bm] but all the town and people seem to [F#m] fade into a bad [A] dream,
and the steel rails still ain't [E] heard the news.
[Bm] The conductor sings his songs again, [F#m] the passengers will please refrain,
[A] his train has got the disappearing [D] railroad blue.
[G]
[A] Good morning America, [D] how are you?
[Bm] Say, don't you know [G] me?
I'm your [D] native [A] son.
[D] The city [A] [Bm] of New [E] Orleans,
[C] I'll be [G] gone [A] 500 miles, the [D] day is done.
[A] [D] [Bm]
[G] [D]
[A] [D] [Bm] [N]
Riding on [A] the city [D] of New Orleans,
[G] Illinois Central, Monday morning [D] rail,
15 [A] cars and 15 [D] restless riders,
[Bm] three [A] conductors and 25 [D] sacks on mail.
[Bm] All along the southbound Odyssey, [F#m] the train pulled out at Canterkeen,
[A] and rode along past houses, farms [E] and fields.
[Bm] Passing trains that have no name,
[F#m] graveyards full of old black men,
and [A] the graveyard of the rusted [D] automobile.
[G] Good [A] morning America, [D] how are you?
[Bm] Say, don't you know [G] me?
I'm your [D] native son.
[A] The [D] [A] city of [Bm] New [A] Orleans, [G#] and [C] I'll be [G] gone [A] 500 miles,
[D]
stealing cars [A] with the old [D] man in the club car.
[Bm] Any a [G] point, ain't no one keeping [D] score,
past the [A] paper bag that [D] holds the bottle.
[Bm] Feel the [A] wheels rumbling [D] beneath the floor,
and [Bm] the sons of pull-up orders [F#m] and the sons of engineers,
[A] ride their father's magic carpet [E] made of steel.
[Bm] Mother with their baby [F#m] asleep, rocking to the gentle [A] beat,
and the rhythm of the rails is [D] all they feel.
[G] Good [A] morning America, [D] how are you?
[Bm] Say, don't you [G] know me?
I'm your [D] native [A] son.
[D]
The [A] city [Bm] of New Orleans, [E] [C] [G]
[A] and [D] the day is done.
[G]
[A] [D] [Bm]
[G] [D] [A] [D]
[A] [Bm] [D] [E] [C] [G]
[A] [D] Night [A] time home, the city [D] of New Orleans,
[Bm] changing [G] cars in Memphis, [D] Tennessee.
Halfway [A] home, we'll be [D] there by morning.
[Bm] Through the Mississippi [A] darkness, rolling [D] down to the sea,
[Bm] but all the town and people seem to [F#m] fade into a bad [A] dream,
and the steel rails still ain't [E] heard the news.
[Bm] The conductor sings his songs again, [F#m] the passengers will please refrain,
[A] his train has got the disappearing [D] railroad blue.
[G]
[A] Good morning America, [D] how are you?
[Bm] Say, don't you know [G] me?
I'm your [D] native [A] son.
[D] The city [A] [Bm] of New [E] Orleans,
[C] I'll be [G] gone [A] 500 miles, the [D] day is done.
[A] [D] [Bm]
[G] [D]
[A] [D] [Bm] [N]
Key:
D
A
Bm
G
F#m
D
A
Bm
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Riding on [A] the city [D] of New Orleans, _
_ [G] Illinois Central, Monday morning [D] rail, _
_ 15 [A] cars and 15 [D] restless riders, _
_ [Bm] three [A] conductors and 25 [D] sacks on mail. _
[Bm] All along the southbound Odyssey, [F#m] the train pulled out at Canterkeen,
[A] and rode along past houses, farms [E] and fields.
_ _ [Bm] Passing trains that have no name,
[F#m] graveyards full of old black men,
and [A] the graveyard of the rusted [D] automobile. _
_ [G] Good [A] morning America, [D] how are _ you?
[Bm] Say, don't you know [G] me?
I'm your [D] native son.
[A] The [D] _ _ [A] city of [Bm] New [A] Orleans, [G#] and [C] I'll be [G] gone [A] 500 miles,
[D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ stealing cars [A] with the old [D] man in the club car.
_ [Bm] Any a [G] point, ain't no one keeping [D] score,
_ _ past the [A] paper bag that [D] holds the bottle.
_ _ [Bm] Feel the [A] wheels rumbling [D] beneath the floor,
and [Bm] the sons of pull-up orders [F#m] and the sons of engineers,
[A] ride their father's magic carpet [E] made of steel.
_ _ [Bm] Mother with their baby [F#m] asleep, rocking to the gentle [A] beat,
and the rhythm of the rails is [D] all they feel.
_ _ [G] Good [A] morning America, [D] how are you?
_ [Bm] Say, don't you [G] know me?
I'm your [D] native _ [A] son.
[D] _
The [A] city [Bm] of New Orleans, [E] _ _ [C] _ [G] _
[A] and [D] the day is done.
_ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ [Bm] _ [D] _ [E] _ _ [C] _ [G] _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ Night [A] time home, the city [D] of New Orleans,
_ _ [Bm] changing [G] cars in Memphis, [D] Tennessee.
_ _ Halfway [A] home, we'll be [D] there by morning.
_ [Bm] Through the Mississippi [A] darkness, rolling [D] down to the sea,
_ [Bm] but all the town and people seem to [F#m] fade into a bad [A] dream,
and the steel rails still ain't [E] heard the news.
_ [Bm] The conductor sings his songs again, [F#m] the passengers will please refrain,
[A] his train has got the disappearing [D] railroad blue.
_ _ _ [G] _
[A] Good morning America, [D] how are _ you?
[Bm] Say, don't you know [G] me?
I'm your [D] native [A] son.
[D] The city [A] _ [Bm] of New _ [E] Orleans,
[C] I'll be [G] gone [A] 500 miles, the [D] day is done. _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [N] _
_ Riding on [A] the city [D] of New Orleans, _
_ [G] Illinois Central, Monday morning [D] rail, _
_ 15 [A] cars and 15 [D] restless riders, _
_ [Bm] three [A] conductors and 25 [D] sacks on mail. _
[Bm] All along the southbound Odyssey, [F#m] the train pulled out at Canterkeen,
[A] and rode along past houses, farms [E] and fields.
_ _ [Bm] Passing trains that have no name,
[F#m] graveyards full of old black men,
and [A] the graveyard of the rusted [D] automobile. _
_ [G] Good [A] morning America, [D] how are _ you?
[Bm] Say, don't you know [G] me?
I'm your [D] native son.
[A] The [D] _ _ [A] city of [Bm] New [A] Orleans, [G#] and [C] I'll be [G] gone [A] 500 miles,
[D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ stealing cars [A] with the old [D] man in the club car.
_ [Bm] Any a [G] point, ain't no one keeping [D] score,
_ _ past the [A] paper bag that [D] holds the bottle.
_ _ [Bm] Feel the [A] wheels rumbling [D] beneath the floor,
and [Bm] the sons of pull-up orders [F#m] and the sons of engineers,
[A] ride their father's magic carpet [E] made of steel.
_ _ [Bm] Mother with their baby [F#m] asleep, rocking to the gentle [A] beat,
and the rhythm of the rails is [D] all they feel.
_ _ [G] Good [A] morning America, [D] how are you?
_ [Bm] Say, don't you [G] know me?
I'm your [D] native _ [A] son.
[D] _
The [A] city [Bm] of New Orleans, [E] _ _ [C] _ [G] _
[A] and [D] the day is done.
_ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ [Bm] _ [D] _ [E] _ _ [C] _ [G] _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ Night [A] time home, the city [D] of New Orleans,
_ _ [Bm] changing [G] cars in Memphis, [D] Tennessee.
_ _ Halfway [A] home, we'll be [D] there by morning.
_ [Bm] Through the Mississippi [A] darkness, rolling [D] down to the sea,
_ [Bm] but all the town and people seem to [F#m] fade into a bad [A] dream,
and the steel rails still ain't [E] heard the news.
_ [Bm] The conductor sings his songs again, [F#m] the passengers will please refrain,
[A] his train has got the disappearing [D] railroad blue.
_ _ _ [G] _
[A] Good morning America, [D] how are _ you?
[Bm] Say, don't you know [G] me?
I'm your [D] native [A] son.
[D] The city [A] _ [Bm] of New _ [E] Orleans,
[C] I'll be [G] gone [A] 500 miles, the [D] day is done. _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [N] _