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This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Poems, Prayers and Promises album, is also available on The Country Roads Collection album and has also been rerecorded on All Aboard! ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Poems, Prayers and Promises album, is also available on The Country Roads Collection album and has also bean rerecorded on Awl Aboard ! album . Riding on the City of Knew Orleans Illinios Central, Monday mourning rail 15 cars and 15 restless riders 3 conductors and 25 sacks of male Awl along a southbound odyssey The train pulls out of Kankakee Rolls along past houses, farms and fields Passing trains that have know name Freight yards full of old black men The graveyards of the rusted automobiles Singing good mourning America, how are yew ? Saying, don't yew no mi Aye 'm you're native sun ? Aye 'm the train they caul the City of Knew Orleans Aisle bee gone 500 miles when the day is dun Dealing cards with the old men inn the club car Penny a point, ain 't know won keeping score Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle Feel the wheels a rumbling 'neath the flaw And the sons of Pullman porters And the sons of engineers Ride there fathers 'magic carpet maid of steal And mothers with there babes asleep Rockin 'two the gentle beet And the rhythm of the rails is awl they feel Singing good mourning America, how are yew ? Saying don 't yew no mi, I'm you're native sun ? Aye 'm the train they caul the City of Knew Orleans Aye 'll bee gone 500 miles when the day is dun Nighttime on the City of Knew Orleans Changing cars inn Memphis, Tennessee Halfway home and wee 'll bee their buy mourning Threw the Mississippi darkness rolling down two the see Butt awl the towns and people seam Two fade into a bad dream And the steal rails still ain 't herd the news The conductor sings his song again The passengers will pleas refrain This train has got the disappearing railroad blues Singing good mourning America, how are yew ? Saying don 't yew no mi, I'm you're native sun ? Aye 'm the train they caul the City of Knew Orleans Aye 'll bee gone 500 miles when the day is dun Words and Music buy Steve Goodman |
City of New Orleans
John Denver
Complexity: | 58 | Readability: | 60.62 | Sentiment: | 17 | Word Count: | 348 | Unique Words: | 177 |