Lyrics:
Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail
All along
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
There are fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
There are fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors
think that I'm evil and I'm off the rails
You ain't seen nothin' yet
If I don't get with your system then I'm sure to fail
Well you ain't seen nothin'
Slipping on through the sensors
Tripping over rails and fences
Slipping on through the sensors
Made in the mists of the abyss.
Slipping
When Jack Frost came for Christmas
With a brass monkey date
The rail-king and the scarecrow
Hopped a Florida freight
And they blew on their paper
smoke, pistons churn
Steel rails and big wheels turn
This train keeps rolling along
Across the endless prairie land
Mighty buffalo used to stand
up on that hammer what's for me to do? (do, do)
Let these niggas kill me? (yeah, oh)
Try to line me up so they can rail me? (yeah, rail me, rail me)
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
Riding on the city of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors and twenty-five
And then I see your lovely face
Stand up and I'm back in the race
Nothing is going to stop me
I wasn't born to fail
I'm taking the inside rail
Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five
Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five
D]Riding on the [A]City of New Or[D]leans,
[Bm]Illinois Central, [G]Monday morning [D]rail, [A]
[D]Fifteen cars and fi[A]fteen restless
That you need to explore
It's the sound of the rail
That you love and adore
We're riding on and on
Through the valley of love
'Cause all you got is
I heard a freight train back on the rail again
I heard a whistle blowin off in the distance
It's hot as hell here, the heat's been growin
It's hot
everyone's the same
We're goin' off the rails on a crazy train
(We are the Trolls)
(We are the Trolls)
I've listened to preachers, I've listened
Fucked around and went off the rails
Yeah
Me and my friends
Me and my friends
All train wrecks
Fuck famous
We still do the same shit
Me and my
I'll ever find someone like her again
A fast train is comin'
And my heart's a penny on the rail
No she didn't leave me a chance in hell
She left me
Then I left 'em 'long the rails
I use my gun
Whenever kindness fails
The moon was in the sign of Scorpio
The sun was at my back
I didn't know how far
Ridin' on the City of New Orleans
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors, twenty-five
the rails
Headed southbound and straight to hell
Tried to stop this train
But I'm afraid it's too damn late
Yeah I know just just where I'm headed
Off
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