Steve Goodman “The City of New Orleans”

//Steve Goodman “The City of New Orleans”

Steve Goodman “The City of New Orleans”

I will confess that I love to listen to singer songwriters also known as folk singers. People like John Denver, Glen Campbell, Kris Kristofferson, and Steve Goodman

Here is a great song from Steve Goodman. Its called The City of New Orleans.  This is a live performance from 1972 on the Old Grey Whistle Test.

About Steve Goodman

In 1971, Goodman was playing at a Chicago bar called the Quiet Knight as the opening act for Kris Kristofferson. Kristofferson, impressed with Goodman, introduced him to Paul Anka who brought Goodman to New York to record some demos; these resulted in Goodman signing a contract with Buddah Records.

Seeing Arlo Guthrie in a bar, Goodman asked to be allowed to play a song for him. Guthrie grudgingly agreed on the condition that Goodman buy him a beer first; Goodman played “City of New Orleans” which Guthrie liked enough that he asked for the right to record it. Guthrie’s version of the song became a hit in 1972, and provided Goodman with enough financial success to make his music a full-time career. The song would become an American standard, covered by many other musicians including Johnny Cash, Judy Collins, and Willie Nelson. Courtesy of stevegoodman.net

This song is also where the morning network news show Good Morning America got its name.

City of New Orleans

© Turnpike Tom Music 1970

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
There out on a southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls past houses, farms and fields
Passin’ towns that have no names
And Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles

Good morning, America, how are you
Don’t you know me, I’m your native son
I’m just the train they call The City of New Orleans
I’ll be gone five hundred miles when day is done

Dealin’ cards with the old men in the club car
And its penny a point, ain’t no one keepin’ score
Won’t you pass the paper bag that holds the Tequila
You can feel the wheels grumblin’ ‘neath the floor
And the sons of pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
All ride their father’s magic carpet and its made of steam
Mothers with their babes asleep
Go rockin’ to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they dream

Good morning, America, how are you
Don’t you know me, I’m your native son
I’m just the train they call The City of New Orleans
I’ll be gone five hundred miles when day is done

It’s night time on The City of New Orleans
And we’re Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Half way home, and we’ll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea
All the towns and people seem
To fade into a bad dream
And the old steel rails it 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
And don’t you know me, I’m your native son
I’m just the train they call The City of New Orleans
I’ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

Good night, America, how are you
Don’t you know me, I’m your native son
I’m just the train they call The City of New Orleans
Gone a long long time when the day is done

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