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[Estrofa]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 odyssey, and the train pulls out of KankakeeA EAnd rolls along past the houses, farms and fieldsBm F#mPassin' towns that have no name, and freightyards full of old grey menA A7 DThe graveyards of the rusted automobiles[Estribillo]G A7 DSingin' good mornin' America, how are you?Bm G D A7Sayin' don't you know me?, I'm your native sonD A Bm Bm7 E7I'm the train they call the City of New OrleansC G A DI'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done.[Estrofa]D A DI was playin' cards 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 DI can hear the wheels rumblin' thru 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#mAnd their days are full of restless, and their dreams are full of mem'riesA A7 DAnd the echos of the freight train whistle's clear[Estribillo]G A7 DSingin' good mornin' America, how are you?Bm G D A7Sayin' don't you know me?, I'm your native sonD A Bm Bm7 E7I'm the train they call the City of New OrleansC G A DI'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done.[Puente]D A DAnd it's twilight on the City of New Orleans.Bm G DTalk about your pocket full of friendsD A DHalf way home, and we'll be there by mornin'Bm A DWith no tomorrow waiting 'round the bend[Estribillo]G A7 DSingin' good night' America, how are you?Bm G D A7Sayin' don't you know me?, I'm your native sonD A Bm Bm7 E7I'm the train they call the City of New OrleansC G A DI'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done.G A7 DSingin' good mornin' America, how are you?Bm G D A7Sayin' don't you know me?, I'm your native sonD A Bm Bm7 E7I'm the train they call the City of New OrleansC G A DI'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done.