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 that have no name, and switch 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,
I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is

Dealin' cards with the old men in the car
Penny a point, and nobody's score
Hey now pass the paper bag that the bottle
And feel the wheels 'neath the floor

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

Chorus

Night on the City of New Orleans
Changin' cars in Memphis,
Halfway home, we'll be by mornin'
Thru the Mississippi rollin' down to the sea

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

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