City of New Orleans

John Denver


Complexity: 58 Readability: 60.62   Sentiment: 17   Word Count: 348   Unique Words: 177
Original Lyrics Munged Lyrics
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!
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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 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