City of New Orleans Qty (Live Acoustic Version)
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Well, I think we had to do one from The Bleachers, what do you think?
Alright
This, uh, brings back a lot of memories to me
Because it's the first place I sat and watched a Cub game
With Steve Goodman back in 1970 something
And, uh, I think this is a final circle to, uh, bring together
The great fun we had tonight with the great care we feel
For our people down on the Gulf Coast
The City of New Orleans runs there every day
And I hope it starts up again soon
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning train
15 cars and 15 restless riders
Three conductors and 25 sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey, the train pulls out from Kankakee
Heading over highways, farms and fields
Passing trains that have no names, freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Singing, "Good morning America, how are you?
Don't you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done"
Dealing cards with the old men in the club car
A penny a point, ain't no one keeping score
Won't you pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
And feel the wheels rumblin' through the floor
And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep are rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
Singing, "Good morning America, how are you?
Oh, don't you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done"
Alright, Mr McAnally
Well, it's nighttime on the city of New Orleans
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Halfway home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness, rolling to the sea
And all the towns and the people seem to feed into this bad dream
And the steel rail, they ain't heard the news
Conductor sings the song again, passengers will please refrain
'Cause this train's got the disappearing railroad blues
And it's, "Good morning America, how are you?
I say, don't you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done, yeah
And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done"
Goodnight, America, we'll see ya tomorrow
Alright
This, uh, brings back a lot of memories to me
Because it's the first place I sat and watched a Cub game
With Steve Goodman back in 1970 something
And, uh, I think this is a final circle to, uh, bring together
The great fun we had tonight with the great care we feel
For our people down on the Gulf Coast
The City of New Orleans runs there every day
And I hope it starts up again soon
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning train
15 cars and 15 restless riders
Three conductors and 25 sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey, the train pulls out from Kankakee
Heading over highways, farms and fields
Passing trains that have no names, freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Singing, "Good morning America, how are you?
Don't you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done"
Dealing cards with the old men in the club car
A penny a point, ain't no one keeping score
Won't you pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
And feel the wheels rumblin' through the floor
And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep are rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
Singing, "Good morning America, how are you?
Oh, don't you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done"
Alright, Mr McAnally
Well, it's nighttime on the city of New Orleans
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Halfway home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness, rolling to the sea
And all the towns and the people seem to feed into this bad dream
And the steel rail, they ain't heard the news
Conductor sings the song again, passengers will please refrain
'Cause this train's got the disappearing railroad blues
And it's, "Good morning America, how are you?
I say, don't you know me? I'm your native son
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done, yeah
And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done"
Goodnight, America, we'll see ya tomorrow
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:07.69] Well, I think we had to do one from The Bleachers, what do you think?
[00:12.97]
[00:22.08] Alright
[00:24.13] This, uh, brings back a lot of memories to me
[00:27.46] Because it's the first place I sat and watched a Cub game
[00:30.50] With Steve Goodman back in 1970 something
[00:36.07] And, uh, I think this is a final circle to, uh, bring together
[00:41.28] The great fun we had tonight with the great care we feel
[00:44.41] For our people down on the Gulf Coast
[00:47.07] The City of New Orleans runs there every day
[00:50.20] And I hope it starts up again soon
[00:52.86]
[01:06.45] Riding on the city of New Orleans
[01:11.94] Illinois Central, Monday morning train
[01:17.86] 15 cars and 15 restless riders
[01:23.37] Three conductors and 25 sacks of mail
[01:28.57] All along the southbound odyssey, the train pulls out from Kankakee
[01:34.64] Heading over highways, farms and fields
[01:40.27] Passing trains that have no names, freight yards full of old black men
[01:45.47] And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
[01:50.78] Singing, "Good morning America, how are you?
[01:57.13] Don't you know me? I'm your native son
[02:01.73] I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
[02:08.08] And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done"
[02:14.17] Dealing cards with the old men in the club car
[02:19.63] A penny a point, ain't no one keeping score
[02:24.98] Won't you pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
[02:30.72] And feel the wheels rumblin' through the floor
[02:36.26] And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers
[02:41.20] Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel
[02:47.67] Mothers with their babes asleep are rockin' to the gentle beat
[02:52.73] And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
[02:58.16] Singing, "Good morning America, how are you?
[03:04.06] Oh, don't you know me? I'm your native son
[03:09.11] I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
[03:15.49] And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done"
[03:19.13] Alright, Mr McAnally
[03:21.01]
[03:43.72] Well, it's nighttime on the city of New Orleans
[03:49.87] Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
[03:55.32] Halfway home, we'll be there by morning
[04:00.63] Through the Mississippi darkness, rolling to the sea
[04:06.74] And all the towns and the people seem to feed into this bad dream
[04:12.03] And the steel rail, they ain't heard the news
[04:18.09] Conductor sings the song again, passengers will please refrain
[04:23.59] 'Cause this train's got the disappearing railroad blues
[04:29.09] And it's, "Good morning America, how are you?
[04:34.86] I say, don't you know me? I'm your native son
[04:39.86] I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
[04:46.13] And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
[04:52.04] I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
[04:57.84] And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done, yeah
[05:03.02] And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done"
[05:16.07] Goodnight, America, we'll see ya tomorrow
[05:19.48]
[00:12.97]
[00:22.08] Alright
[00:24.13] This, uh, brings back a lot of memories to me
[00:27.46] Because it's the first place I sat and watched a Cub game
[00:30.50] With Steve Goodman back in 1970 something
[00:36.07] And, uh, I think this is a final circle to, uh, bring together
[00:41.28] The great fun we had tonight with the great care we feel
[00:44.41] For our people down on the Gulf Coast
[00:47.07] The City of New Orleans runs there every day
[00:50.20] And I hope it starts up again soon
[00:52.86]
[01:06.45] Riding on the city of New Orleans
[01:11.94] Illinois Central, Monday morning train
[01:17.86] 15 cars and 15 restless riders
[01:23.37] Three conductors and 25 sacks of mail
[01:28.57] All along the southbound odyssey, the train pulls out from Kankakee
[01:34.64] Heading over highways, farms and fields
[01:40.27] Passing trains that have no names, freight yards full of old black men
[01:45.47] And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
[01:50.78] Singing, "Good morning America, how are you?
[01:57.13] Don't you know me? I'm your native son
[02:01.73] I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
[02:08.08] And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done"
[02:14.17] Dealing cards with the old men in the club car
[02:19.63] A penny a point, ain't no one keeping score
[02:24.98] Won't you pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
[02:30.72] And feel the wheels rumblin' through the floor
[02:36.26] And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers
[02:41.20] Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel
[02:47.67] Mothers with their babes asleep are rockin' to the gentle beat
[02:52.73] And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
[02:58.16] Singing, "Good morning America, how are you?
[03:04.06] Oh, don't you know me? I'm your native son
[03:09.11] I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
[03:15.49] And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done"
[03:19.13] Alright, Mr McAnally
[03:21.01]
[03:43.72] Well, it's nighttime on the city of New Orleans
[03:49.87] Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
[03:55.32] Halfway home, we'll be there by morning
[04:00.63] Through the Mississippi darkness, rolling to the sea
[04:06.74] And all the towns and the people seem to feed into this bad dream
[04:12.03] And the steel rail, they ain't heard the news
[04:18.09] Conductor sings the song again, passengers will please refrain
[04:23.59] 'Cause this train's got the disappearing railroad blues
[04:29.09] And it's, "Good morning America, how are you?
[04:34.86] I say, don't you know me? I'm your native son
[04:39.86] I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
[04:46.13] And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
[04:52.04] I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans
[04:57.84] And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done, yeah
[05:03.02] And I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done"
[05:16.07] Goodnight, America, we'll see ya tomorrow
[05:19.48]