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David Hasselhoff
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City of New Orleans
作词:Steve Goodman
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
They're out on the southbound odyssey Train pulls out of Kankakee Rolls along past houses, farms and fields Passing towns that have no names Freight yards full of old gray men And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Singing, ‽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 doneâ€
Dealing card with the old men in the club car Penny a point, ain't no one keeping score Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle Feel the wheels rumbling 'neath the floor
And the sons of the Pullman porters And the sons of the engineers 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel And the days are full of restless And the dreams are full of memories And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
Singing, ‽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 'fore the day is doneâ€
Well, it's twilight on the city of New Orleans Talk about your pocketful of friends Half way home and we'll be there by morning No tomorrow waiting 'round the bend
Singing, ‽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 'fore the day is doneâ€
Singing, ‽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 'fore the day is doneâ€
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