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Guess the 1970s song lyrics #194

1971. Recorded by the son of a legendary folk singer. Written by Steve Goodman. Describes a train ride.
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Answer
Riding
on
the
City
of
New
Orleans
Illinois
Central
Monday
morning
rail
Fifteen
cars
and
fifteen
restless
riders
Three
conductors
and
25
sacks
of
mail
All
along
the
south
bound
odyssey
The
train
pulls
out
of
Kankakee
Rolls
along
past
houses
farms
and
fields
Passin
Answer
trains
that
have
no
names
Freight
yards
full
of
old
black
men
And
the
graveyards
of
the
rusted
automobiles
Good
morning
America
how
are
you
So
don't
you
know
me
I'm
your
native
son
I'm
the
train
they
call
The
City
of
New
Orleans
I'll
Answer
be
gone
500
miles
when
the
day
is
done
Dealin
cards
with
the
old
men
in
the
club
car
Penny
a
point
ain't
no
keepin
score
Won't
you
pass
the
paper
bag
that
holds
the
bottle
Feel
the
wheels
rumbling
neath
the
floor
And
the
Answer
sons
of
Pullman
porters
And
the
sons
of
engineers
Ride
their
fathers
magic
carpets
made
of
steel
Mothers
with
their
babes
asleep
Are
rockin
to
the
gentle
beat
And
the
rhythm
of
the
rails
is
all
they
feel
Good
morning
America
how
are
you
Answer
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
Night
time
on
The
City
of
New
Orleans
Changing
cars
in
Memphis
Tennessee
Half
way
home
Answer
we'll
be
there
by
morning
Through
the
MIssissippi
darkness
Rolling
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
songs
again
The
passengers
Answer
will
please
refrain
This
train's
got
the
disappearing
railroad
blues
Good
night
America
how
are
you
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
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