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CITY OF NEW ORLEANS             ARLO GUTHRIE


Capo 3rd Fret

Intro:
D    G               

D              A          D         
Riding on the City of New Orleans
Bm                G              D   G               
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
D                 A               D             
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
        Bm           G                    D          
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.
     Bm                                F#m                           
All along the south bound odyssey, the train pulls out of Kenkakee
A                                 E              
Rolls along past houses farms and fields
Bm                                F#m                             
Passing trains that have no name, freight yards of old black men
    A             A7            D                
And graveyards of rusted automobiles.


Chorus:
G            A7         D                   
Good morning America, how are you?                                                         
    F#m                 G                D       A7  Asus2   
Say, don't you know me, I'm your native son.
        D                    A          Bm     Bm7    E7       
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
        F         G        A             Asus2   D                
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.


Dealing card games with the old men in the club car
Penny a point ain't noone keeping score
Pass the paper bag but hold the bottle
Feel the wheels rumbling 'neath the floor
And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel
Mother with her babes asleep rocking to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.

Chorus

Nightime on the City of New Orleans
Changing cars in Memphis Tennessee
Half way home we'll be there by morning
through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea.
But all the towns and people seem to fade into a dark dream
And the steel rail still ain't heard the news
The conductor sings his songs again, the passagers will please refrain
This train got the disappearing railroad blues.

Chorus:

Good night America, How are you?
Say, 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 five hundred miles when the day is done.


Alternative version in G


Intro:
G               

G              D          G         
Riding on the City of New Orleans
Em                C             G               
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
G                 D               G             
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
        Em          D                   G          
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.
   Em                                Bm                           
All along the south bound odyssey, the train pulls out of Kenkakee
D                                 A              
Rolls along past houses farms and fields
Em                                Bm                             
Passing trains that have no name, freight yards of old black men
   D             D7           G                
And graveyards of rusted automobiles.


Chorus:
C            D7         G                   
Good morning America, how are you?
                                                         
    Em                 C               G               D7  Dsus2   
Say, don't you know me, I'm your native son.
       G                   D          Em     Em7    A7       
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
       Bb        C       D              Dsus2    G                
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.


Dealing card games with the old men in the club car
Penny a point ain't noone keeping score
Pass the paper bag but hold the bottle
Feel the wheels rumbling 'neath the floor
And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel
Mother with her babes asleep rocking to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.

Chorus

Nightime on the City of New Orleans
Changing cars in Memphis Tennessee
Half way home we'll be there by morning
through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea.
But all the towns and people seem to fade into a dark dream
And the steel rail still ain't heard the news
The conductor sings his songs again, the passagers will please refrain
This train got the disappearing railroad blues.

Chorus:

Good night America, How are you?
Say, 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 five hundred miles when the day is done.

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The above is solely MY INTERPRETATION of this great song, in a format aimed at learning guitarists.
No attempt has been made to copy or reproduce the artist's or publisher's sheet music for the song, 
if such exists.

It can be used for INFORMATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY. To play the song as it should be played, you should 
purchase the official sheetmusic for the song. You should also purchase and listen to the song to learn 
the rhythm and timing of the song - this is essential if you wish to play the song with any degree of accuracy

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