Thursday, June 16, 2011

Arlo Guthrie vs. Willie Nelson



City of New Orleans
Arlo Guthrie
Ridin’ 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 of Kankakee
And rolls along past houses farms and fields
Passin’ trains that have no name
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobile

Good mornin’ America
How are ya
Say
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 fathers’ magic carpets
Made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep
Rockin’ to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails
Is all they feel

Good mornin’ America
How are ya
Say
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

Night time
On the City of New Orleans
Changin’ cars
In Memphis Tennessee
Halfway home
We’ll be there by mornin’
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rollin’ down to the sea
But all the towns and people seem
To fade into a bad dream
And the steel rail
Still ain’t heard the news
The conductor sings his songs again
The passengers will please refrain
This train’s got the disappearin’
Railroad blues

Good night America
How are ya
Say
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





City of New Orleans
Willie Nelson
Ridin’ 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 of Kankakee
And rolls along past houses farms and fields
Passin’ trains that have no name
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobile

Good mornin’ America
How are ya
Say
Don’t you know me
I’m your native son
I’m the train they call
The City of New Orleans
And 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 fathers’ magic carpets
Made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep
Rockin’ to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails
Is all they feel

Good mornin’ America
How are ya
Say
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

Night time on
The City of New Orleans
Changin’ cars
In Memphis Tennessee
Halfway home
We’ll be there by mornin’
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rollin’ down to the sea
But all the towns and people seem
To fade into a bad dream
And the steel rail
Still ain’t heard the news
The conductor sings his songs again
The passengers will please refrain
This train has got
The disappearin’ railroad blues

Good night America
How are ya
Say
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

Lyrics From: [elyrics.net]

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10 comments:

  1. Willie Nelson, a favorite, anytime. Thanks for sharing !

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  2. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear RyukyuMike!!! Yes, Willie did a really good job with this one, but I actually like Arlo's version a little better, which is probably just because of hearing it first.

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  3. Arlo's song is better, Willie's video much better!

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  4. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Adullamite!!! Yeah, I thought you might really enjoy this. Although, an actual ride from the Chicago area to New Orleans would be awfully boring for the most part. That is, unless you really enjoy seeing little more than acres upon acres of corn and cotton fields.

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  5. I like Willie Nelson a lot, don't have time at the moment to listen to him; can't be bothered with Arlo Guthrie but I prefer Judy Collins - http://youtu.be/HDGSb5NxtJY

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  6. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Sandie!!! It's the hair--isn't it?

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  7. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Grace!!! Yes, Judy Collins is a great singer, but this is a manly man song to be sung by manly men.

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  8. I'm siding with Willie on this one

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  9. Thanks for stopping by again, my dear Ann!!! He did do a wonderful job with it.

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