Chords for Johnny Cash City of New Orleans

[N] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
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_ _ Riding [F] on the city of New [Bb] _ Orleans, _ _ _
_ _ [G] Illinois [Eb] Central Monday morning [Bb] _ rail, _ _ _
_ _ _ Fifteen [F] cars and fifteen [Bb] restless riders, _ _ _
[G] _ [Bb] Ray _ conductors [Fm] and twenty-four sacks [Bb] of mail. _ _ _
_ All [G] along the _ southbound Odyssey,
The train rolls out of _ Kankakee,
[F] And moves along past houses, farms [C] and _ fields. _
_ _ _ [G] _ Passing trains that have no name,
And switch yards full of old black men,
[F] And graveyards full of rusted _ [Bb] _ _ automobiles. _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ Good morning [F] _ America, [Bb] how are you?
_ _ _ [Gm] Say, don't you know me?
[Eb] _ I'm your [Bb] native _ [F] son.
[Bb] _ _ I'm [Dm] a train they call [F] the City of [Bbm] New [Bb] Orleans. _
_ _ _ I'll be gone [Eb] five [F] hundred miles when the day [Bb] is done,
_ _ _ _ _ Dealing cards with [F] an old man on the [Bb] club _ car.
_ _ _ _ [G] Penny a point, [Eb] _ nobody's keeping [Bb] _ score.
_ _ [F] Hey, [Bb] now pass that paper [F] bag that [Bb] holds a bottle, _
_ [G] _ _ And [Bb] feel the [F] wheels rumbling beneath the [Bb] floor. _
_ _ _ And [G] the sons of poor men, [Gm] porters, and the sons of engineers,
_ Ride [F] their daddy's magic carpet made [C] of steel. _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ Mothers with their babes asleep, _ rocking to that gentle beat,
[F] And the rhythm off the rails [Dm] is all they [Bb] feel. _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ Good morning [F] _ America, [Bb] how are you?
_ _ [G] Say, don't you know me?
[Eb] _ I'm your [Bb] native _ [F] son.
[Bb] _ _ _ I'm a train [Dm] they call [F] the City of [Bb] New Orleans. _
_ _ I'll be gone [Eb] five [F] hundred miles when the [Bb] day is done,
_ _ _ _ Night time on [F] the City of [Bb] New Orleans. _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ Changing cars [Eb] in Memphis, _ [Bb] _ _ Tennessee.
_ _ _ _ _ Halfway [F] home and we'll be there [Bb] by _ morning,
[G] _ _ _ [Dm] Through the Mississippi [F] darkness rolling down [Bb] to the sea. _
_ _ _ [Gm] And all the towns and the people seem to fade into a bad dream,
[F] And the steel rails still ain't heard [C] the news. _
_ _ The [G] conductor sings his song again, the passengers will please refrain,
[F] This train's got the disappearing railroad [Bb] blues. _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ Good morning [F] _ America, [Bb] how are you?
_ _ [G] Say, don't you know [Eb] me?
I'm your [Bb] native _ [F] son.
[Bb] _ _ I'm a train [Dm] they call [F] the City of [Bb] New Orleans. _
_ _ I'll be gone [Eb] five [F] hundred miles when the day [Bb] is done. _
_ _ I'll be gone [Eb] five [F] hundred miles when the [Bbm] day is done. _
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