Johnny Cash — City Of New Orleans tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Ridin' on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail
15 cars &15 restless riders
Three conductors, ((24)) sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey the train pulls out of ((Kentucky))
Rolls along past houses, farms &fields
Passin' graves that have no name, freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of rusted automobiles
Good mornin' 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
Dealin' cards 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
And feel the wheels grumblin' neath the floor
And the sons of Pullman porters &the sons of engineers
Ride their fathers' magic carpet made of steel
Mothers with their babes asleep, rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
Repeat Chorus
Night time on the City of New Orleans
Changin' cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Halfway home, we’ll be there by mornin'
Thru the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea
But all the towns &people seem to fade into a bad dream
And the steel rail still ain’t heard the news
The conductor sings his song again
«The passengers will please refrain:
This train has got ((to disappear in)) railroad blues
Repeat Chorus
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Ridin ' on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday mornin ' rail
15 cars &15 restless riders
Trzech przewodników, ((24))
Przez całą południową odyseję pociąg odjeżdża ((Kentucky))
Rolls along past houses, farms &fields
Passin ' graves that have no name, frachtowards full of old black men
I cmentarze zardzewiałych samochodów
Dzień dobry Ameryko, jak się masz?
Nie znasz mnie? Jestem twoim synem!
"I' m the train they call the City of New Orleans"
I ' ll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
Dealin ' karty ze staruszkami w samochodzie klubowym
Penny a point, ain 't no one keepin' score
Podaj papierową torbę, która trzyma butelkę.
And feel the wheels grumblin ' neath the floor
The sons of Pullman porters &the sons of engineers
Ride their fathers' magic carpet made of steel
Matki z ich dzieci śpiące, rockin ' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
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Night time on the City of New Orleans
Changin ' cars w Memphis, Tennessee
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Thru the Mississippi darkness rollin ' down to The sea
But all the towns &people seem to fade into a bad dream
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"Pasażerowie powstrzymają się:
This train has got ((to disappear in)) railroad blues
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