Chords for Lonestar ~ "City Of New Orleans"

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_ Riding on [C#] the city of New [F#] Orleans, _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] Illinois Central, [B] Monday _ [F#] morning rail, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ 15 cars, [C#] _ 15 restless [F#] riders, _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] 3 _ [C#] conductors, 25 _ sacks of [F#] mail. _ _ _ _ _
[D#m] All along the southbound I see [A#m] the train pulls out of Kentucky, [C#] and rolls along past houses, farms, [G#] and _ [A#] fields. _ _ _
_ [D#m] _ Passing trains that have no name, [A#m] _ graveyards full of old black men, [C#] and the _ graveyards of the rusted _
_ [F#] automobiles. _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] Good morning, [C#] _ _
[F#] America, how are _ _ _ _ _ you?
[D#m] Hey, don't you know [B] me?
I'm your [F#] native son.
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I'm [F#] a train car, [C#] from the city of [D#m] New _ [C#] _ [G#] Orleans. _
I've [E] got a gun, [D#m] and _ [C#] _ the day is [F#] done, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
dealing card games [C#] with the old men [F#] in the club cars. _ _ _
_ [D#m] Any appointment [B] ain't no one [F#] keeping score, _ _ _ _ _ _ past the paper [C#] _ bag that holds the [F#] bottle, _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ [D#m] feel the wheels [C#] _ rumbling beneath the [F#] floor. _ _ _ _
And the [D#m] sons of old men, and [A#m] the sons of engineers, _ ride [C#] their cars, matching a car made [G#] of _ _ steel. _ _
_ [D#m] _ Blood slipped there, and they sleep, _ [A#m] rocking to the gentle [C#]
beat, and the rhythm of the rails is all [F#] they feel. _ _ _ _
_ [B] Good morning, [C#] _ _ _
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[D#m] America, how are you?
Hey, don't you know me?
[B] _ I'm your [F#] native son.
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I'm [F#] a train car, [C#] from the city of [D#m] New _ [C#] _ [G#] Orleans. _
I've [E] got [B] a gun, [C#] and the day [F#] is done, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ night time [C#] on the city of [F#] New Orleans, _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] _ changing cars [B] in Memphis, [F#] Tennessee. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Halfway [C#] home, we'll be there [F#] by morning, _ _ _ _ [D#m] through the misty [C#] darkness, rolling down [F#] to the sea. _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] And all the town people sing [A#m] the prayer to a bad dream, [C#] and the steel rail still ain't heard [G#] the news. _ _ _ _
[D#m] And the doctor sings a song again, [A#m] the passenger who pleads refrain, [C#] this train has got to disappear in railroad [F#] blues. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] Good morning, [C#] _ _ _
[F#] _ _ America, _ _ _ _ [D#m] hey, don't you know me?
[B] _ I'm your [F#] native _ son.
_ _ [C#] _
[F#] I'm a train car, [C#] city of [D#m] New _ [C#] Orleans.
[G#] _ _
I've [E] gone [B] 500 _ [C#] miles from the day [F#] is done, _ _ _ _ _ _ riding on [C#] the city _ of _ New Orleans.
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