City Of New Orleans

City Of New Orleans - Johnny Cash (約翰尼·卡什)

Ridin' on the city of New Orleans

Illinois central Monday morning rail

15 cars and 15 restless riders

Three 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

Passin' trains that have no name and switch yards full of old black men

And graveyards of rusted automobiles

Good morning America how are you

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

I'm a train they call the city of New Orleans

I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done

Dealin' cards with the old men on the club car

Penny a point and nobody's keepin' score

Hey pass the paper bag that holds the bottle

And feel the wheels rumblin' 'Neath 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 rockin' to the gentle beat

And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel

Good morning America how are you

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

I'm a train they call the city of New Orleans

I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done

It's night time on the city of New Orleans

Changing' cars in Memphis Tennessee

Halfway home we'll be there by morning

Thru the Mississippi darkness Rollin' down to the sea

And all the towns and all the people seem to fade into a bad bed 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 disappearin' railroad blues

Good morning America how are you

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

I'm a train they call the city of New Orleans

I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done

I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done