Chords for Old Crow Medicine Show - City of New Orleans (Live at Farm Aid 30)
Tempo:
161.25 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
Bm
G
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
And we'd like to bring out another very special guest to join us, a legend on the harmonica
from the Willie Nelson's family band, a 40-year member, Mr.
Mickey Raphael.
[N] We'd like to pay tribute to one of our favorite Chicago songwriters now, Mr.
Steve Goodman,
if [B] you were here today, by golly, [F] we love you, farm aid loves you, and we miss you,
Steve Goodman in Chicago.
[G] [E]
[C]
[G]
[A] [D]
Riding on [A] the city of [D] New Orleans,
[Bm] killing off [G] central Monday morning [D] rail, 15 cars [A] and 15 red [D] Sorensen raddos,
[Bm] he conducted this [A] at 25 [D] Sachsenville.
[Bm] All along the southbound I'd see the [F#m] train pulls out of Panky T,
it [A] rolls along path houses, farms [E] and fields,
[Bm] passing trains that have no [F#m] names,
and crateyards full of old black men [A] in the graveyard of the rusted [D] automobile.
[G] Good [A] morning America, [D] how are you?
[Bm] Don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] son.
I'd [A] [D] find a train to call [A] the city of [Bm] New Orleans, [E]
and [C] I'll be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when the day [D] is done.
[A] [D]
The old card games [A] with the old man in [D] the club car,
[Bm] all on a penny a point, ain't [G] no one keeping [D] score.
I want you past the paper [A] bag that [D] holds the bottle,
[Bm] can't you feel the wheels [A] rumbling beneath [D] the floor?
[A] [Bm] But the son of home importers and [F#m] the sons of engineers,
around [A] their father's magic caravan [E] made of steel.
And [Bm] the mothers with their babes asleep, [F#m] rocking to the gentle beat,
[A] and the rhythm of the rails is all [D] they drink.
[G] Good morning [A] America, [D] how are you?
[Bm] Don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] son.
[A] [D] I'd find a train to [A] call the city of [Bm] New Orleans,
[E] and [C] I'll be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when [D] the day is done.
[A] [D]
[Bm]
[G] [D]
[A] [D]
[Bm]
[A] [D]
Now it's night time [A] on the city [D] of New Orleans, [Bm] and we're changing cars in [G] Memphis, [D] Tennessee.
Halfway [A] home and we'll be there by morning,
through [Bm] the Mississippi darkies [Em] rolling down [D] to the sea.
[Bm] And all the pounds and people seem to [F#m] have faded to a bad dream,
[A] and the steam rail, it still ain't heard [E] the news.
The [Bm] conductor sings his song again,
[F#m] the passengers will please refrain, this train's got to disappear and the rail [D] won't move.
[G] Hey, good [A] morning America, [D]
[Bm] don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] son.
[A] I'd find [D] a train to [A] call the city of [Bm] New Orleans,
[E] and I'll [C] be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when the [D] day is done.
Don, I want to hear [G] you sing, good [A] morning America, [D] how are you?
[Bm] Don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] son.
[A] [D] I'd find a train to call [A] the city of [Bm] New Orleans,
[E] and [C] I'll be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when the [D] day is done.
You know [G] I'll be gone 500 [A] miles when the [D] day is done.
[C] [G]
[A] Oh, [D]
[N] it sounds a whole lot sweeter down in Chi-town, don't it Farmer?
30 years, my God, 30 years, have we saved the family farm yet?
No!
Maybe 31, we'll get it right.
God bless you Farmer, thanks for having the
from the Willie Nelson's family band, a 40-year member, Mr.
Mickey Raphael.
[N] We'd like to pay tribute to one of our favorite Chicago songwriters now, Mr.
Steve Goodman,
if [B] you were here today, by golly, [F] we love you, farm aid loves you, and we miss you,
Steve Goodman in Chicago.
[G] [E]
[C]
[G]
[A] [D]
Riding on [A] the city of [D] New Orleans,
[Bm] killing off [G] central Monday morning [D] rail, 15 cars [A] and 15 red [D] Sorensen raddos,
[Bm] he conducted this [A] at 25 [D] Sachsenville.
[Bm] All along the southbound I'd see the [F#m] train pulls out of Panky T,
it [A] rolls along path houses, farms [E] and fields,
[Bm] passing trains that have no [F#m] names,
and crateyards full of old black men [A] in the graveyard of the rusted [D] automobile.
[G] Good [A] morning America, [D] how are you?
[Bm] Don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] son.
I'd [A] [D] find a train to call [A] the city of [Bm] New Orleans, [E]
and [C] I'll be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when the day [D] is done.
[A] [D]
The old card games [A] with the old man in [D] the club car,
[Bm] all on a penny a point, ain't [G] no one keeping [D] score.
I want you past the paper [A] bag that [D] holds the bottle,
[Bm] can't you feel the wheels [A] rumbling beneath [D] the floor?
[A] [Bm] But the son of home importers and [F#m] the sons of engineers,
around [A] their father's magic caravan [E] made of steel.
And [Bm] the mothers with their babes asleep, [F#m] rocking to the gentle beat,
[A] and the rhythm of the rails is all [D] they drink.
[G] Good morning [A] America, [D] how are you?
[Bm] Don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] son.
[A] [D] I'd find a train to [A] call the city of [Bm] New Orleans,
[E] and [C] I'll be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when [D] the day is done.
[A] [D]
[Bm]
[G] [D]
[A] [D]
[Bm]
[A] [D]
Now it's night time [A] on the city [D] of New Orleans, [Bm] and we're changing cars in [G] Memphis, [D] Tennessee.
Halfway [A] home and we'll be there by morning,
through [Bm] the Mississippi darkies [Em] rolling down [D] to the sea.
[Bm] And all the pounds and people seem to [F#m] have faded to a bad dream,
[A] and the steam rail, it still ain't heard [E] the news.
The [Bm] conductor sings his song again,
[F#m] the passengers will please refrain, this train's got to disappear and the rail [D] won't move.
[G] Hey, good [A] morning America, [D]
[Bm] don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] son.
[A] I'd find [D] a train to [A] call the city of [Bm] New Orleans,
[E] and I'll [C] be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when the [D] day is done.
Don, I want to hear [G] you sing, good [A] morning America, [D] how are you?
[Bm] Don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] son.
[A] [D] I'd find a train to call [A] the city of [Bm] New Orleans,
[E] and [C] I'll be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when the [D] day is done.
You know [G] I'll be gone 500 [A] miles when the [D] day is done.
[C] [G]
[A] Oh, [D]
[N] it sounds a whole lot sweeter down in Chi-town, don't it Farmer?
30 years, my God, 30 years, have we saved the family farm yet?
No!
Maybe 31, we'll get it right.
God bless you Farmer, thanks for having the
Key:
D
A
Bm
G
E
D
A
Bm
And we'd like to bring out another very special guest to join us, a legend on the harmonica
from the Willie Nelson's family band, a 40-year member, Mr.
Mickey Raphael. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] We'd like to pay tribute to one of our favorite Chicago songwriters now, Mr.
Steve Goodman,
if [B] you were here today, by golly, [F] we love you, farm aid loves you, and we miss you,
Steve Goodman in Chicago.
[G] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Riding on [A] the city of [D] New Orleans, _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] killing off [G] central Monday morning [D] _ rail, _ _ _ _ _ _ 15 cars [A] and 15 red [D] Sorensen raddos, _
_ _ _ [Bm] he conducted this [A] at 25 _ [D] _ Sachsenville. _
_ _ _ [Bm] All along the southbound I'd see the [F#m] train pulls out of Panky T,
it [A] rolls along path houses, farms [E] and fields, _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] passing trains that have no [F#m] names,
and _ crateyards full of old black men [A] in the graveyard of the rusted _ [D] automobile. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] Good _ [A] morning _ America, [D] how are you? _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ Don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] son.
_ I'd [A] _ _ [D] find a train to call [A] the city of [Bm] New Orleans, [E] _
_ and [C] I'll be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when the day [D] is done. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ The old card games [A] with the old man in [D] the club car, _
_ _ _ [Bm] all on a penny a point, ain't [G] no one keeping [D] score. _ _
I _ want you past the paper [A] bag that [D] holds the bottle, _
_ _ _ [Bm] can't you feel the wheels [A] rumbling beneath [D] the floor? _ _
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] But the son of home importers and [F#m] the sons of _ engineers,
around [A] their father's magic caravan [E] made of _ steel.
And _ [Bm] the mothers with their babes asleep, [F#m] rocking _ to the gentle beat,
[A] and the rhythm of the rails is all [D] they drink. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] Good morning [A] _ America, [D] how are you? _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] Don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] _ son. _
_ [A] _ _ [D] I'd find a train to [A] call the city of [Bm] New Orleans, _
_ [E] _ and [C] I'll be gone [G] 500 [A] _ miles when [D] the day is done. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ Now it's night time [A] on the city [D] of New Orleans, _ _ _ [Bm] and we're changing cars in [G] Memphis, _ [D] Tennessee. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Halfway [A] home and we'll be there by _ morning,
_ _ through [Bm] the Mississippi darkies [Em] rolling down [D] to the _ _ sea.
_ _ _ [Bm] And all the pounds and people seem to [F#m] have faded to a bad dream,
[A] and the steam rail, it still ain't heard [E] the _ news.
_ _ _ The [Bm] conductor sings his song again,
[F#m] the passengers will please refrain, this train's got to _ disappear and the rail [D] won't move. _ _
_ _ _ [G] Hey, good _ [A] morning America, _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] _ son. _
_ [A] _ I'd find [D] a train to [A] call the city of [Bm] New Orleans, _
[E] _ and I'll [C] be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when the [D] day is done. _
Don, I want to hear [G] you sing, good _ [A] morning America, [D] how are you? _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ Don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] son. _ _
_ [A] _ _ [D] I'd find a train to call [A] the city of [Bm] New Orleans, _
[E] _ _ and [C] I'll be gone [G] 500 [A] _ miles when the [D] day is done. _
_ _ You know [G] I'll be gone 500 [A] miles when the [D] day is done. _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
[A] Oh, _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] it sounds a whole lot sweeter down in Chi-town, don't it Farmer? _
_ _ _ _ _ 30 years, my God, _ 30 years, have we saved the family farm yet?
No! _ _ _
_ _ _ Maybe 31, we'll get it right.
_ God bless you Farmer, thanks for having the
from the Willie Nelson's family band, a 40-year member, Mr.
Mickey Raphael. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] We'd like to pay tribute to one of our favorite Chicago songwriters now, Mr.
Steve Goodman,
if [B] you were here today, by golly, [F] we love you, farm aid loves you, and we miss you,
Steve Goodman in Chicago.
[G] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Riding on [A] the city of [D] New Orleans, _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] killing off [G] central Monday morning [D] _ rail, _ _ _ _ _ _ 15 cars [A] and 15 red [D] Sorensen raddos, _
_ _ _ [Bm] he conducted this [A] at 25 _ [D] _ Sachsenville. _
_ _ _ [Bm] All along the southbound I'd see the [F#m] train pulls out of Panky T,
it [A] rolls along path houses, farms [E] and fields, _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] passing trains that have no [F#m] names,
and _ crateyards full of old black men [A] in the graveyard of the rusted _ [D] automobile. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] Good _ [A] morning _ America, [D] how are you? _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ Don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] son.
_ I'd [A] _ _ [D] find a train to call [A] the city of [Bm] New Orleans, [E] _
_ and [C] I'll be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when the day [D] is done. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ The old card games [A] with the old man in [D] the club car, _
_ _ _ [Bm] all on a penny a point, ain't [G] no one keeping [D] score. _ _
I _ want you past the paper [A] bag that [D] holds the bottle, _
_ _ _ [Bm] can't you feel the wheels [A] rumbling beneath [D] the floor? _ _
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] But the son of home importers and [F#m] the sons of _ engineers,
around [A] their father's magic caravan [E] made of _ steel.
And _ [Bm] the mothers with their babes asleep, [F#m] rocking _ to the gentle beat,
[A] and the rhythm of the rails is all [D] they drink. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] Good morning [A] _ America, [D] how are you? _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] Don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] _ son. _
_ [A] _ _ [D] I'd find a train to [A] call the city of [Bm] New Orleans, _
_ [E] _ and [C] I'll be gone [G] 500 [A] _ miles when [D] the day is done. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ Now it's night time [A] on the city [D] of New Orleans, _ _ _ [Bm] and we're changing cars in [G] Memphis, _ [D] Tennessee. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Halfway [A] home and we'll be there by _ morning,
_ _ through [Bm] the Mississippi darkies [Em] rolling down [D] to the _ _ sea.
_ _ _ [Bm] And all the pounds and people seem to [F#m] have faded to a bad dream,
[A] and the steam rail, it still ain't heard [E] the _ news.
_ _ _ The [Bm] conductor sings his song again,
[F#m] the passengers will please refrain, this train's got to _ disappear and the rail [D] won't move. _ _
_ _ _ [G] Hey, good _ [A] morning America, _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] _ son. _
_ [A] _ I'd find [D] a train to [A] call the city of [Bm] New Orleans, _
[E] _ and I'll [C] be gone [G] 500 [A] miles when the [D] day is done. _
Don, I want to hear [G] you sing, good _ [A] morning America, [D] how are you? _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ Don't you know [G] me?
I'm your native [D] son. _ _
_ [A] _ _ [D] I'd find a train to call [A] the city of [Bm] New Orleans, _
[E] _ _ and [C] I'll be gone [G] 500 [A] _ miles when the [D] day is done. _
_ _ You know [G] I'll be gone 500 [A] miles when the [D] day is done. _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
[A] Oh, _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] it sounds a whole lot sweeter down in Chi-town, don't it Farmer? _
_ _ _ _ _ 30 years, my God, _ 30 years, have we saved the family farm yet?
No! _ _ _
_ _ _ Maybe 31, we'll get it right.
_ God bless you Farmer, thanks for having the