The City of New Orleans - Live at Red Rocks, CO - August 1973

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! album.
 Riding on the City of New Orleans
 Illinios Central, Monday morning rail
 15 cars and 15 restless riders
 3 conductors and 25 sacks of mail
 All along a southbound odyssey
 The train pulls out of Kankakee
 Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
 Passing trains that have no name
 Freight yards full of old black men
 The graveyards of the rusted automobiles
 Singing good morning America, how are you?
 Saying, 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
 Dealing cards with the old men in the club car
 Penny a point, ain¡¯t no one keeping score
 Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
 Feel the wheels a rumbling ¡¯neath the floor
 And the sons of Pullman porters
 And the sons of engineers
 Ride their fathers¡¯ magic carpet made of steel
 And mothers with their babes asleep
 Rockin¡¯ to the gentle beat
 And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
 Singing good morning America, how are you?
 Saying 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
 Nighttime on the City of New Orleans
 Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
 Halfway home and 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 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 has got the disappearing railroad blues
 Singing good morning America, how are you?
 Saying 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