City Of New Orleans

歌曲歌詞

City of New Orleans - John Denver (約翰·丹佛)

Ridin' on the City of New Orleans

Illinois Central Monday mornin' rail

Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders

Three conductors and twenty five sacks of mail

All along a southbound odyssey

And the train pulls out of Kankakee

And rolls along past the houses farms and fields

Passin' towns that have no names

And freightyards full of old grey men

The graveyards of the rusted automobiles

Singin' good mornin' America how are you

Sayin' don't you know me I'm your native son

I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans

I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

Dealin' cards with the old men in the club car

Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score

Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle

Feel the wheels a rumblin' through the floor

And the son's of Pullman Porter's

And the son's of engineers

Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel

And mothers with their babes asleep

Rockin' to the gentle beat

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