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Hank Snow - City Of New Orleans Lyrics

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  • Ridin' on the City of New Orleans Illinois Central Monday morning rail
  • 15 cars and 15 restless riders 3 conductors and 24 sacks of mail
  • All along the southbound odyssey the train rolls out of Kankakee
  • And moves along past houses farms and fields
  • Passin' trains that have no name and switchyards full of old black men
  • Of graveyards full of rusted automobiles
  • Good mornin' America how are you say don't ya know me I'm your native son
  • I'm a train they call the City of New Orleans
  • I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
  • Dealin' cards with an old man on the club car many a point nobody's keepin' score
  • Hey now pass that paper bag that holds the bottle
  • And feel the wheels a rumblin' neath the floor
  • And the sons of poor men porters and the sons of engineers
  • Ride their daddy's magic carpet made of steel
  • Mothers with their babies asleep rockin' to that gentle beat
  • And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
  • Night time on the City of New Orleans changin' cars in Memphis Tennessee
  • Half way home and we'll be there by mornin'
  • Through the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea
  • And all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream
  • And the steel rails still ain't heard the news
  • The conductor sings his song again the passengers will please refrain
  • This train's got the disappearin' railroad blues

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