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