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Introduction:
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Ridin' on the City of New Orleans
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Illinois Central Monday mornin' rail
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There's 15 cars, and 15 restless riders
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3 conductors and 25 sacks of mail
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All along a southbound oddyssey, and the train pulls out of Kankakee
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And rolls along past the houses, farms and fields
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Passin' trains that have no name, and freightyards full of old black men
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The graveyards of the rusted automobiles
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Good mornin' America, how are you?
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Sayin' don't you know me?, I'm your native son
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I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
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I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done.
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Dealin&rsquo card games with the old men in the club car.
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Penny a point, ain&rsquo t no one keepin' score
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Pass the paper bag that holds that bottle.
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Hear the wheels rumblin' &lsquo neath the floor.
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And the sons of Pullman Porters, and the sons of engineers
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Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel
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Mothers with their babes asleep are rockin&rsquo to the gentle beat
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And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.
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Good mornin' America, how are you?
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Sayin' don't you know me?, I'm your native son
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I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
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I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done.
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Nighttime on the City of New Orleans.
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Changin&rsquo cars in Memphis, Tennessee
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Half way home, and we'll be there by mornin'
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Through the Mississippi darkness rollin&rsquo down to the sea.
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And all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream
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And the steel rails still ain't heard the news
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The conductor sings his songs again the passengers will please refrain
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This train has got the disappearin&rsquo railroad blues
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Good mornin' America, how are you?
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Sayin' don't you know me?, I'm your native son
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I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
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I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
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I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
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I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done