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Riding on the City of New Orleans...Illinois Central Monday Morning Rail...15 cars and 15 restless riders...3 conductors and 25 sacks of mail...All along the southbound odyssey...The train pulls out of Kankakee...Rolls along past houses...Farms...And fields...Passing trains that have no names...Freight yards full of old gray men....Graveyards of rusted automobiles...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 500 miles when the day is done.Dealing cards with the old men in the club car...Penny a point, ain't no one keeping score...Won't you pass the paper bag that holds the bottle...And feel the wheels a rumblin' 'neath the floor...

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