City Of New Orleans Johnny Cash
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[Bb]Riding on the C[F]ity of N[Bb]ew Orleans
[Gm]Illinois Central M[D#]onday morning r[Bb]ail
[Bb]Fifteen cars and f[F]ifteen restless r[Bb]iders
[Gm]Three conductors and t[F]wenty-five sacks of m[Bb]ail.
[Gm]All along the south bound odyssey, [Dm]the train pulls out of Kenkakee
[F]Rolls along past houses farms and [C]fields
[Gm]Passing trains that have no name, f[Dm]reight yards of old black men
[F]And graveyards of [F7]rusted automo[Bb]biles.
Chorus:
[D#]Good morning A[E#]merica, [Bb]how are you?
[Gm]Say, don't you know me, [D#]I'm your native s[Bb]on.
[Bb]I'm a train they call the C[F]ity of New Orl[Gm]eans [G7]
I'll be g[D#]one five hundred mi[E#]les when the day is do[Bb]ne.
Verse:
[Bb]Dealing card games with the o[F]ld men in the club [Bb]car
[Gm]Penny a point ain'[D#]t noone keeping sco[Bb]re
[Bb]Pass the paper b[F]ag but hold the b[Bb]ottle
[Gm]Feel the wheels [F]rumbling 'neath the f[Bb]loor
[Gm]And the sons of Pullman porters, and the [Dm]sons of engineers
[F]Ride their father's magic carpets made of [C]steel
[Gm]Mother with her babes asleep, rocki[Dm]ng to the gentle beat
[F]And the rhythm of the [F7]rails is all they f[Bb]eel.
::Chorus::
[Bb]Nightime on the [F]City of New Orle[Bb]ans
[Gm]Changing cars in[D#] Memphis, Tenness[Bb]ee
[Bb]Half way home we[F]'ll be there by morn[Bb]ing
[Gm]through the Mississippi [F]darkness rolling down to the [Bb]sea.
[Gm]and all the towns and people [Dm]seem to fade into a bad dream
[F]And the steel rail still ain't heard the [C]news
[Gm]The conductor sings his songs again, [Dm]the passagers will please refrain
[F]This train got the dis[F7]appearing railroad bl[Bb]ues.
Chorus:
[D#]Good night Ame[E#]rica, How ar[Bb]e you?
[Gm]Say, don't you know me, [D#]I'm your native s[Bb]on.
[Bb]I'm the train they call the Ci[F]ty of New Orle[Gm]ans [G7]
I'll be [D#]gone five hundred m[E#]iles when the day is d[Bb]one.
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THE DIRTFISHERMAN (report)
Hey man! Try Transposing the Chords -3 Semitones. Puts it in the Key of G. Also Try replacing all The F# cords with a D7 chord. GREAT SONG !