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Mon Aug-29-05 01:46 PM
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"The City of New Orleans" |
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Only this line of a song is playing in my head driving me crazy. I think that the next sentence has Memphis, Tennessee.
Which song is it?
(Older song, 70s or 80s?)
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Mon Aug-29-05 01:48 PM
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1. Amazingly enough: "City of New Orleans" |
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Edited on Mon Aug-29-05 01:50 PM by Richardo
About a passenger train called the "City of New Orleans" which ran on the old Illinois Central railroad between Chicago and New Orleans.
Arlo Guthrie has the most famous cover.
The lyric you're thinking of is something like:
"Nighttime on the City of New Orleans... Changin' cars in Memphis, Tennessee..."
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Mon Aug-29-05 01:48 PM
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2. I think Arlo Gunthrie sang it. |
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Edited on Mon Aug-29-05 01:49 PM by silverweb
Artist: The Allman Brothers Lyrics Song: Ramblin' Man Lyrics
(Refrain) Lord, I was born a ramblin' man Trying to make a living and doing the best I can When it's time for leaving, I hope you'll understand That I was born a rambling man
My father was a gambler down in Georgia He wound up on the wrong end of a gun And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus Rolling down highway forty-one
(Refrain)
I'm on my way to New Orleans this morning Leaving out of Nashville, Tennessee They're always having a good time down on the Bayou, Lord Them delta women think the world of me
(Refrain)
On edit: Then again, I could be wrong.... :D
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Mon Aug-29-05 01:49 PM
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4. City of New Orleans by Steve Goodman. made famous by Arlo Guthrie |
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Riding on the City of New Orleans, Illinois Central Monday morning rail Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders, Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail. All along the southbound odyssey The train pulls out at Kankakee Rolls along past houses, farms and fields. Passin' trains that have no names, Freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.
CHORUS: Good morning 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 five hundred miles when the day is done.
Dealin' card games with the old men in the club car. Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score. Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle Feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor. And the sons of pullman porters And the sons of engineers Ride their father's 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.
CHORUS
Nighttime on The City of New Orleans, Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee. Half way home, 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 song again, The passengers 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 five hundred miles when the day is done.
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Mon Aug-29-05 01:55 PM
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5. Yes! Thank you. Now I can hum the whole song (nt) |
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Mon Aug-29-05 02:06 PM
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6. About twenty years ago |
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I road that train, The City of New Orleans from Chicago to McComb, Mississippi. The entire trip that song played in my head.
I love it that they used to name train routes, and it's so sad that so many have been lost. The Empire Builder. The Coast Starlight. I wish we still had train service worth taking across this country.
Three years ago I took the train from Kansas City to St. Louis. It's supposed to be a five hour ride -- you can drive faster, but I wanted to try it, and my husband would be driving a couple of days later to St. Louis and we'd drive home together. It took ten hours. Apparently on that run freight has priority over passengers, and we kept on being sidelined for freight trains to pass. It became an excruciating ordeal, and instead of arriving in St. Louis about 7 or 8pm, it was after 1am when I finally arrived. Needless to say, I haven't gotten on a train since.
The really sad thing about that is that I love trains and have taken them in the past, both here and in other countries, whenever I can. I'd even started that journey perusing an Amtrak schedule and thinking maybe I'd take more trains around the country. Well, if a five hour train ride normally takes ten hours, it would be impossible to make any connections, so a one day trip would become at minimum a two day trip. What a shame.
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Mon Aug-29-05 02:13 PM
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7. There was also this one. |
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Battle of New Orleans
In 1814 we took a little trip Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip We took a little bacon and we took a little beans And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We looked down the river and we seed the British come And there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eyes We held our fire till we seed their faces well Then we opened up our squirrel guns and gave 'em ..Well....we...
fired our guns and the British kept a'comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round We filled his head with cannonballs 'n' powdered his behind And when we touched the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
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