โหลดเพลง mp3 The City of New Orleans (Live at Red Rocks, CO - August 1973) - John Denver

The City of New Orleans - John Denver
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 aint 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