Luyện nghe bài hát City Of New Orleans

Ridin' on the of New Orleans
Central, Monday mornin' rail
15 cars & 15 riders
conductors and 24 sacks of mail

All the southbound odyssey the train rolls out of Kankakee
and moves along past houses, & fields
Passin' trains have no name, and switch yards full of old black men,
And of rusted automobiles

Good mornin' America, how are
Say don't you know me? I'm your son!
I'm a train they the City of New Orleans,
be gone 500 miles when the day is done

Dealin' with the old men in the club car
Penny a point, and nobody's keepin'
Hey now pass the paper bag that holds the
And the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor

And the sons of Pullman porters & the sons of
Ride their daddys' magic made of steel
Mothers their babes asleep, rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they

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Night time on the City of New
Changin' cars in Memphis,
Halfway home, be there by mornin'
the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea

And all the towns & people seem to into a bad dream
And the steel rail still ain't heard the
The conductor sings his song
"The passengers please refrain:
train has got the disappearin' railroad blues"

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