Luyện nghe bài hát City Of New Orleans

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

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

Good America, how are you?
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 when the day is done

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

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

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

And all the towns & seem to fade into a bad dream
And the steel rail still ain't the news
The conductor his song again
"The will please refrain:
This has got the disappearin' railroad blues"

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