City of New Orleans

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Riding on the city of New Orleans 
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Illinois central Monday morning rail 
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Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders 
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Three conductors and twenty five sacks of mail 
 
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All along the southbound Odyssey 
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The train pulls out of Kankakee 
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And rolls along the houses farms and fields 
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Passing towns that have no name 
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And freight yards full of old black men 
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And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles 
 
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Good morning America how are you 
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Say 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 five hundred miles when the day is done 
 
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Dealing cards with the old men in the club car 
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Penny a point ain't no one keeping score 
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Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle 
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Feel the wheels grumbling neath the floor 
 
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And the sons of Pullman porters 
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And the sons of engineers 
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Ride their fathers magic carpet made of steel 
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Mothers with their babes a sleep 
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А rocking to the gentle beat 
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And the rhythm of the rail is all they feel 
 
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Good morning America how are you 
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Say 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 five hundred miles when the day is don 
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Nighttime on the city of New Orleans 
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Changing cars in Memphis Tennessee 
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Halfway home and we'll be there by morning 
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Through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea 
 
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And all the towns and people seem 
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To fade into a bad dream 
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And the steel rail still ain't heard the news 
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The conductor sings his song again 
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The passengers will please refrain 
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This trains got the disappearing railroad blues 
 
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Good morning America how are you 
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Say 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 five hundred miles when the day is don