The City of New Orleans

John Denver2013年8月12日

歌詞

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

Written by:Steve Goodman

Ridin' on the City of New Orleans

 

Illinois Central Monday mornin' rail

 

There's 15 cars and 15 restless riders

 

3 conductors and 25 sacks of mail

 

All along a southbound oddyssey

And the train pulls out of Kankakee

And rolls along past the houses farms and feilds

 

Passin' towns that have no names

And freightyards full of old grey men

The grave yards 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 500 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 sons of Pullman Porters and the sons of engineers

Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel

 

And their days are full of restless and their dreams are full of memories

And the and the echos of the freight train whistle’s clear

 

Singin' good mornin' America how are you

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

But it's twilight on the City of New Orleans

 

Talk about your pocket full of friends

 

Half way home and we'll be there by mornin'

 

With no tomorrow waiting ‘round the bend

 

Singin' good night America I love 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 500 miles when the day is done

 

Singin' good morning 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 500 miles when the day is done

 

***歌詞來自第三方***