The City Of New Orleans

Lyrics Shared By: Jennifer

Johnny Cash:
Riding on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
15 cars and 15 restless riders
3 conductors and 24 sacks of mail

All along the southbound odyssey the train rolls out of Kankakee
and moves along past houses, farms, and fields
Passing trains that have no name, and switch yards full of old black men
And graveyards of rusted automobiles

Johnny and June Carter: Good morning, America, how are you
Johnny: Say don't you know me, I'm your native son
I'm a train they call the City of New Orleans
Johnny and June: I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done


Johnny:
Dealing cards with an old men on the club car
Penny a point, and nobody's keeping score
Hey now, pass that paper bag that holds the bottle
And feel the wheels a rumbling beneath the floor

And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers
Ride their daddys' magic carpet made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep, rocking to that gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel

Johnny and June: Good morning, America, how are you
Johnny: Say don't you know me, I'm your native son
I'm a train they call the City of New Orleans
Johnny and June: I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done


Johnny:
Night time on the City of New Orleans
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Halfway home and we'll be there by morning
Thru the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea

And all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream
And the steel rail still ain't heard the news
The conductor sings his song again
The passengers will please refrain
This train has got the disappearing' railroad blues

Johnny and June: Good morning, America, how are you
Johnny: Say don't you know me, I'm your native son
I'm a train they call the City of New Orleans
Johnny and June: I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done

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