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Текст песни C.W. Mccall - City of New Orleans

C.W. Mccall - City of New Orleans слова песни




(Steve Goodman)Ridin` on The City of New OrleansIllinois Central Monday morning railFifteen cars and fifteen restless ridersTwo conductors and a-twenty-five sacks a` mailAll along the southbound odysseyThe train pulls out at KankakeeAnd moves on along past houses, farms and fieldsPassin` trains what ain`t got no namesSwitch yards full a` old black menAnd the graveyards full of them rusted automobiles [Chorus]Good mornin` America, how are ya?Well, a don`tcha know me? I`m your native sonI`m the train they call The City of New OrleansAnd I`ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done A-dealin` cards with an old man down in the club carJust a penny a point ain`t a-nobody keepin` scoreSay won`t you pass that there paper bag that`s a-wrappin` the bottleFeel them wheels rumblin` under that floorAnd the sons of Pullman portersAnd the sons of engineersRide their daddy`s magical carpet made out of steelMamas with their babies asleepin`Are rockin` to the gentle beatAnd the rhythm of the rockin` rails is all they feel [Chorus]Good mornin` America, how are ya?Well, a don`tcha know me? I`m your native sonI`m the train they call The City of New OrleansAnd I`ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done Night-time on The City of New OrleansA-changin` cars a-down in Memphis, TennesseeWell, a half way home, and a we gonna be there by mornin`Through the Mississippi darknessRollin` down to that seaNow all a` them towns and all the people seemTo fade away into a bad ol` dreamBut the steel rail, well he still ain`t heard that newsConductor`s a-singin` that song againSayin` "Passengers will please refrain"This train done got the disappearin` railroad blues" [Chorus]Good night America, how are ya?Well, a don`tcha know me? I`m your native sonI`m the train they call The City of New OrleansAnd I`ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done [Fade out.]Mamas with their babies asleepin`Are rockin` to the gentle beatAnd the rhythm of the rockin` rails is all they feel Mamas with their babies asleepin`Are rockin` to the gentle beatAnd the rhythm of the rockin` rails is all they feel Yeah.

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