Chords for Steve Goodman - City Of New Orleans - 4/18/1976 - Capitol Theatre (Official)
Tempo:
102.5 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Am
F
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [D] [G] [C]
[G] [C] [G] [A] [Am]
[F] [G] [C]
[G] [C]
[Am] My manager tells me to tell everybody that I wrote this song.
I go, well, all right.
I know I wrote it.
Big deal.
No, man, they don't know you wrote this song.
All right.
I wrote it in 1970, and Arlo Guthrie learned it in the back of the Quiet Night in Chicago in 1972.
I [Em] [G]
[D] dreamed I had to lip sync this song on bandstand.
[Am] [Em] [E]
[G] [C]
[F] [C]
[G] [Am] [G] [F] [Am]
[G] [C] [G] [C]
[Em] [D] [F] [C] [G] [C]
[G] [C] Riding [G] on the city of [C] New Orleans, [G] [Am] Illinois [F] Central, Monday [C] morning breeze.
[G] [C] 15 [G] cars and 15 [C] restless riders.
[Am] Three [G] conductors, 25 [C] sacks of hay.
[Am] Out on a southbound odyssey, [Em] the train pulls out of Kankakee [G] and it rolls past houses and
[D] farms and fields.
[Am] Passing towns that have no [Em] name and freight yards full of old black [G] men and the graveyards
of the rusted [C]
automobiles.
[Am] Just a [F] saying, good morning, America, [C] how are you?
[Am] Don't you [F] know me?
I'm your [C] native son.
[G] I'm [C] the train they [G] call the city [C] of New Orleans.
[A] [Am] Going 500 [G] miles [C] when the day is [G] done.
[C] Dealing [G] cards with old [C] men in the club car.
[G] [Am] In its penny a point, [F] ain't [G] nobody [C] keeping score.
[G] [C] Pass the [G] paper bag that [C] holds that bottle.
[G] [Am] Feel the [G] wheels grumbling [C] beneath the floor.
[Am] Sons of Pullman porters [E] and sons of engineers [G] ride their daddy's magic carpet made [D] of steam.
[Am] And mothers lift the baby's [Em] sleep.
Go rocking to the channel [G] key.
And the rhythm of the rails is all [C] they dream.
[Am] Singing [F] good morning, [Am] America, [C] how are you?
[Am] Don't you know [F] me?
[A] I'm your [C] native son.
[G] [C] I'm the train they [G] call the city of [C] New Orleans.
[Am] Now we're going 500 miles [G] when the [C] day is done.
Night [Am] [Em] [G]
[D]
[Am] [A]
[Ab] [Am] [Em] [C]
[D] [G] time on the city [C] of New [A] Orleans.
Changing [F] cars in Memphis, [C] Tennessee.
[G] [C] Halfway [G] home and we'll [C] be there by morning.
[G] [Am] Through the Mississippi [G] darkness rolling [C] to the sea.
[G] [A] All the [Am] towns and people [E] seem to fade into a bad [B] dream.
[G] And that steel rail still [D] ain't heard the news.
The [Am] conductor sings that song again.
[Em] His passengers all please refrain.
[G] This train's got the disappearing [C] rail go through.
And [F] it's good night, [C] America, how are you?
[Am] Don't you know [F] me?
I'm [Am] your native son.
[G] I'm [C] the train they call [G] the city of New [C] Orleans.
[Am] And I'll [F] be going 500 [C] miles when [G] the day [C] is done.
Just [F] a saying good night, [C] America, how are you?
[Am] Hey, don't you [F] know me?
I'm [B] your native [C] [G] son.
[C] The train they [G] call the city of [C] New Orleans.
[A] And I'll be gone [C] a long, long time [G] when [Bb] the day is [F] done.
[C]
[N]
Thank you.
[D]
[A] [Am]
[E]
[Am] [E] [Dm] [E]
[G] [D] [Em]
[G] [C] [G] [A] [Am]
[F] [G] [C]
[G] [C]
[Am] My manager tells me to tell everybody that I wrote this song.
I go, well, all right.
I know I wrote it.
Big deal.
No, man, they don't know you wrote this song.
All right.
I wrote it in 1970, and Arlo Guthrie learned it in the back of the Quiet Night in Chicago in 1972.
I [Em] [G]
[D] dreamed I had to lip sync this song on bandstand.
[Am] [Em] [E]
[G] [C]
[F] [C]
[G] [Am] [G] [F] [Am]
[G] [C] [G] [C]
[Em] [D] [F] [C] [G] [C]
[G] [C] Riding [G] on the city of [C] New Orleans, [G] [Am] Illinois [F] Central, Monday [C] morning breeze.
[G] [C] 15 [G] cars and 15 [C] restless riders.
[Am] Three [G] conductors, 25 [C] sacks of hay.
[Am] Out on a southbound odyssey, [Em] the train pulls out of Kankakee [G] and it rolls past houses and
[D] farms and fields.
[Am] Passing towns that have no [Em] name and freight yards full of old black [G] men and the graveyards
of the rusted [C]
automobiles.
[Am] Just a [F] saying, good morning, America, [C] how are you?
[Am] Don't you [F] know me?
I'm your [C] native son.
[G] I'm [C] the train they [G] call the city [C] of New Orleans.
[A] [Am] Going 500 [G] miles [C] when the day is [G] done.
[C] Dealing [G] cards with old [C] men in the club car.
[G] [Am] In its penny a point, [F] ain't [G] nobody [C] keeping score.
[G] [C] Pass the [G] paper bag that [C] holds that bottle.
[G] [Am] Feel the [G] wheels grumbling [C] beneath the floor.
[Am] Sons of Pullman porters [E] and sons of engineers [G] ride their daddy's magic carpet made [D] of steam.
[Am] And mothers lift the baby's [Em] sleep.
Go rocking to the channel [G] key.
And the rhythm of the rails is all [C] they dream.
[Am] Singing [F] good morning, [Am] America, [C] how are you?
[Am] Don't you know [F] me?
[A] I'm your [C] native son.
[G] [C] I'm the train they [G] call the city of [C] New Orleans.
[Am] Now we're going 500 miles [G] when the [C] day is done.
Night [Am] [Em] [G]
[D]
[Am] [A]
[Ab] [Am] [Em] [C]
[D] [G] time on the city [C] of New [A] Orleans.
Changing [F] cars in Memphis, [C] Tennessee.
[G] [C] Halfway [G] home and we'll [C] be there by morning.
[G] [Am] Through the Mississippi [G] darkness rolling [C] to the sea.
[G] [A] All the [Am] towns and people [E] seem to fade into a bad [B] dream.
[G] And that steel rail still [D] ain't heard the news.
The [Am] conductor sings that song again.
[Em] His passengers all please refrain.
[G] This train's got the disappearing [C] rail go through.
And [F] it's good night, [C] America, how are you?
[Am] Don't you know [F] me?
I'm [Am] your native son.
[G] I'm [C] the train they call [G] the city of New [C] Orleans.
[Am] And I'll [F] be going 500 [C] miles when [G] the day [C] is done.
Just [F] a saying good night, [C] America, how are you?
[Am] Hey, don't you [F] know me?
I'm [B] your native [C] [G] son.
[C] The train they [G] call the city of [C] New Orleans.
[A] And I'll be gone [C] a long, long time [G] when [Bb] the day is [F] done.
[C]
[N]
Thank you.
[D]
[A] [Am]
[E]
[Am] [E] [Dm] [E]
[G] [D] [Em]
Key:
G
C
Am
F
D
G
C
Am
[G] _ [D] _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ [G] _ [A] _ [Am] _
_ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] My manager tells me to tell everybody that I wrote this song.
I go, well, all right.
I know I wrote it.
Big deal.
No, man, they don't know you wrote this song.
All right.
I wrote it in 1970, and _ Arlo Guthrie learned it in the back of the Quiet Night in Chicago in 1972.
I [Em] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ dreamed I had to lip sync this song on bandstand.
_ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ [E] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [G] _ [Am] _ [G] _ [F] _ [Am] _ _
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _
[Em] _ [D] _ [F] _ _ [C] _ [G] _ [C] _ _
[G] _ [C] Riding [G] on the city of [C] New Orleans, [G] [Am] Illinois [F] Central, Monday [C] morning breeze.
[G] _ _ [C] 15 [G] cars and 15 [C] restless riders.
_ [Am] Three [G] conductors, 25 [C] sacks of hay.
_ [Am] Out on a southbound odyssey, [Em] the train pulls out of Kankakee [G] and it rolls past houses and
[D] farms and _ fields.
[Am] Passing towns that have no [Em] name and freight yards full of old black [G] men and the graveyards
of the rusted [C] _
automobiles.
[Am] Just a [F] saying, good morning, America, [C] how are you?
_ [Am] Don't you [F] know me?
I'm your [C] native son.
[G] I'm [C] the train they [G] call the city [C] of New Orleans.
[A] _ [Am] _ Going 500 [G] miles [C] when the day is [G] done.
[C] Dealing [G] cards with old [C] men in the club car.
_ [G] [Am] In its penny a point, [F] ain't [G] nobody [C] keeping score.
[G] _ _ [C] Pass the [G] paper bag that [C] holds that bottle.
_ [G] _ [Am] Feel the [G] wheels grumbling [C] beneath the floor.
_ _ [Am] Sons of Pullman porters [E] and sons of engineers [G] ride their daddy's magic carpet made [D] of steam.
_ [Am] And mothers lift the baby's [Em] sleep.
Go rocking to the channel [G] key.
And the rhythm of the rails is all [C] they dream.
[Am] Singing [F] good morning, [Am] America, [C] how are you?
[Am] _ Don't you know [F] me?
[A] I'm your [C] native son.
[G] _ [C] I'm the train they [G] call the city of [C] New Orleans.
_ [Am] Now we're going 500 miles [G] when the [C] day is done.
Night [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [C] _ _
[D] [G] time on the city [C] of New [A] Orleans. _
Changing [F] cars in Memphis, [C] Tennessee.
[G] _ [C] Halfway [G] home and we'll [C] be there by morning.
[G] [Am] Through the Mississippi [G] darkness rolling [C] to the sea.
_ [G] [A] All the [Am] towns and people [E] seem to fade into a bad [B] dream.
[G] And that steel rail still [D] ain't heard the news.
The [Am] conductor sings that song again.
[Em] His passengers all please refrain.
[G] This train's got the disappearing [C] rail go through.
And [F] it's good night, [C] America, how are you?
_ [Am] Don't you know [F] me?
I'm [Am] your native son.
_ [G] I'm [C] the train they call [G] the city of New [C] Orleans.
_ [Am] And I'll [F] be going 500 [C] miles when [G] the day [C] is done.
Just [F] a saying good night, [C] America, how are you?
[Am] Hey, don't you [F] know me?
I'm [B] your native [C] _ [G] son.
[C] The train they [G] call the city of [C] New Orleans.
[A] And I'll be gone [C] a long, long time [G] when [Bb] the day is [F] done.
_ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Thank you. _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [E] _ [Dm] _ [E] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ [G] _ [A] _ [Am] _
_ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[Am] My manager tells me to tell everybody that I wrote this song.
I go, well, all right.
I know I wrote it.
Big deal.
No, man, they don't know you wrote this song.
All right.
I wrote it in 1970, and _ Arlo Guthrie learned it in the back of the Quiet Night in Chicago in 1972.
I [Em] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ dreamed I had to lip sync this song on bandstand.
_ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ [E] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [G] _ [Am] _ [G] _ [F] _ [Am] _ _
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _
[Em] _ [D] _ [F] _ _ [C] _ [G] _ [C] _ _
[G] _ [C] Riding [G] on the city of [C] New Orleans, [G] [Am] Illinois [F] Central, Monday [C] morning breeze.
[G] _ _ [C] 15 [G] cars and 15 [C] restless riders.
_ [Am] Three [G] conductors, 25 [C] sacks of hay.
_ [Am] Out on a southbound odyssey, [Em] the train pulls out of Kankakee [G] and it rolls past houses and
[D] farms and _ fields.
[Am] Passing towns that have no [Em] name and freight yards full of old black [G] men and the graveyards
of the rusted [C] _
automobiles.
[Am] Just a [F] saying, good morning, America, [C] how are you?
_ [Am] Don't you [F] know me?
I'm your [C] native son.
[G] I'm [C] the train they [G] call the city [C] of New Orleans.
[A] _ [Am] _ Going 500 [G] miles [C] when the day is [G] done.
[C] Dealing [G] cards with old [C] men in the club car.
_ [G] [Am] In its penny a point, [F] ain't [G] nobody [C] keeping score.
[G] _ _ [C] Pass the [G] paper bag that [C] holds that bottle.
_ [G] _ [Am] Feel the [G] wheels grumbling [C] beneath the floor.
_ _ [Am] Sons of Pullman porters [E] and sons of engineers [G] ride their daddy's magic carpet made [D] of steam.
_ [Am] And mothers lift the baby's [Em] sleep.
Go rocking to the channel [G] key.
And the rhythm of the rails is all [C] they dream.
[Am] Singing [F] good morning, [Am] America, [C] how are you?
[Am] _ Don't you know [F] me?
[A] I'm your [C] native son.
[G] _ [C] I'm the train they [G] call the city of [C] New Orleans.
_ [Am] Now we're going 500 miles [G] when the [C] day is done.
Night [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [C] _ _
[D] [G] time on the city [C] of New [A] Orleans. _
Changing [F] cars in Memphis, [C] Tennessee.
[G] _ [C] Halfway [G] home and we'll [C] be there by morning.
[G] [Am] Through the Mississippi [G] darkness rolling [C] to the sea.
_ [G] [A] All the [Am] towns and people [E] seem to fade into a bad [B] dream.
[G] And that steel rail still [D] ain't heard the news.
The [Am] conductor sings that song again.
[Em] His passengers all please refrain.
[G] This train's got the disappearing [C] rail go through.
And [F] it's good night, [C] America, how are you?
_ [Am] Don't you know [F] me?
I'm [Am] your native son.
_ [G] I'm [C] the train they call [G] the city of New [C] Orleans.
_ [Am] And I'll [F] be going 500 [C] miles when [G] the day [C] is done.
Just [F] a saying good night, [C] America, how are you?
[Am] Hey, don't you [F] know me?
I'm [B] your native [C] _ [G] son.
[C] The train they [G] call the city of [C] New Orleans.
[A] And I'll be gone [C] a long, long time [G] when [Bb] the day is [F] done.
_ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Thank you. _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [E] _ [Dm] _ [E] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _