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[Verse]D A DRidin' on the City of New OrleansBm G DIllinois Central Monday mornin' railD A DThere's 15 cars, and 15 restless ridersBm A D3 conductors and 25 sacks of mailBm F#mAll along a southbound oddyssey, and the train pulls out of KankakeeA EAnd rolls along past the houses, farms and fieldsBm F#mPassin' trains that have no name, and freightyards full of old black menA A7 DThe graveyards of the rusted automobiles[Chorus]G A7 DGood mornin' America, how are you?Bm G D A7Sayin' don't you know me?, I'm your native sonD A Bm A E7I'm the train they call the City of New OrleansC G A DI'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done.[Verse]D A DDealin’ card games with the old men in the club car.Bm G DPenny a point, ain’t no one keepin' scoreD A DPass the paper bag that holds that bottle.Bm A DHear the wheels rumblin' ‘neath the floor.Bm F#mAnd the sons of Pullman Porters, and the sons of engineersA ERide their father's magic carpet made of steelBm F#mMothers with their babes asleep are rockin’ to the gentle beatA A7 DAnd the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.[Chorus]G A7 DGood mornin' America, how are you?Bm G D A7Sayin' don't you know me?, I'm your native sonD A Bm A E7I'm the train they call the City of New OrleansC G A DI'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done.[Interlude]G A7 D Bm G D A7 D A Bm A E7 C G A D[Verse]D A DNighttime on the City of New Orleans.Bm G DChangin’ cars in Memphis, TennesseeD A DHalf way home, and we'll be there by mornin'Bm A DThrough the Mississippi darkness rollin’ down to the sea.Bm F#mAnd all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dreamA EAnd the steel rails still ain't heard the newsBm F#mThe conductor sings his songs again the passengers will please refrainA A7 DThis train has got the disappearin’ railroad blues[Chorus]G A7 DGood mornin' America, how are you?Bm G D A7Sayin' don't you know me?, I'm your native sonD A Bm A E7I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans[Outro]C G A DI'll be gone 500 miles when the day is doneC G A DI'll be gone 500 miles when the day is doneC G A DI'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done