Luyện nghe bài hát City Of New Orleans

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

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

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

Dealin' cards with the old men in the car
Penny a point, and keepin' score
Hey now pass the paper bag that holds the
And feel the rumblin' 'neath the floor

And the sons of porters & the sons of engineers
Ride their magic carpet made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep, to the gentle beat
And the of the rails is all they feel

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

And all the & people seem to fade into a bad dream
And the steel rail still heard the news
The sings his song again
"The will please refrain:
This train has got the disappearin' blues"

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