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. All along the southbound odyssey The train pulls out at Kankakee Rolls along past houses, farms and fields. Passin' trains that have no names, 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 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 father's magic carpets made of steel. Mothers with their babes asleep, Are rockin' to the gentle beat And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel. Nighttime on The City of New Orleans, Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee. Half way home, we'll be there by morning Through the Mississippi darkness Rolling down to the sea. And all the towns and people seem To fade into a bad dream And the steel rails still 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? 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

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 On a long southbound, hard to see (?) the train pull down at Kentucky It rolls along past houses farms and fields Passing trains that have no names and Freight yards full them old black bins (?) And the graveyards of rusted automobiles Good morning America, how are you? 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 500 miles when the day is done Dealing cards with the old man in the club car (?), ain't no one keepin' it slow Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle Feel the wheels rumble beneath the floor (?) Ride your father's magic carpet made of steel Mothers with their babies asleep, rockin' to the gentle beat And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel Good morning America, how are you? 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 500 miles when the day is done Nighttime on the 'City of New Orleans" Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee Halfway home, we'll be there by morning Thru the Mississippi darkness, rollin' down to the sea But all the towns that people seem to fade into a bad dream And the steel rails still ain't hurt to do The conductor sings his songs again The passengers will (?) The train has got the dissappearing railroad bloom Good morning America, how are you? 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 500 miles when the day is done

Ajan yössä, tulen tuolta kaukaa. Silmät turtuu, selkää kolottaa. Uinuu Putaa, Konginkangas, Laukaa. Yössä kylän läpi jyrään, melkein nolottaa. Kun toiset nukkuu vuoteessaan, Mä usvaa putkeen panen vaan. Kumi laulaa, ääni on se työn. Rekka vetää niin kuin viimeistään. Mä tutun taukopaikan nään. Ja siellä juustosämpylän vain syön. Hei huomenta Suomi, hyvin pyyhkii. Sun poikas valvoo taas ja ahkeroi. Herrat Helsingissä lavan alla nyyhkii. Minä tein sen minkä aikamies vain voi. Tutun turbon vihellyksen kuulen. Äänellään se mielen kohentaa. Ujellus kuin rajun myrskytuulen. Sitä desibelipellet koittaa ohentaa. Kun toiset nukkuu vuoteessaan, Mä usvaa putkeen panen vaan. Kumi laulaa, ääni on se työn. Rekka vetää niin kuin viimeistään. Mä vihdoin määränpääni nään. Ja rahtikirjat tiskille taas lyön. Hei huomenta Suomi, hyvin pyyhkii. Sun poikas valvoi taas ja ahkeroi. Herrat Helsingissä lavan alla nyyhkii. Minä tein sen minkä aikamies vain voi. Ajan yössä, tulen tuolta kaukaa. Silmät turtuu, selkää kolottaa. Uinuu Putaa, Konginkangas, Laukaa. Yössä kylän läpi jyrään, melkein nolottaa. Kun toiset nukkuu vuoteessaan, Mä usvaa putkeen panen vaan. Kumi laulaa, ääni on se työn. Rekka vetää niin kuin viimeistään. Mä tutun taukopaikan nään. Ja siellä juustosämpylän vain syön. Hei huomenta Suomi, hyvin pyyhkii. Sun poikas valvoi taas ja ahkeroi. Herrat Helsingissä lavan alla nyyhkii. Minä tein sen minkä aikamies vain voi. Minä tein sen minkä aikamies vain voi.

City of New Orleans Lyrics Ridin' on the City of New Orleans Illinois Central Monday mornin' rail There's 15 cars, and 15 restless riders 3 conductors and 25 sacks of mail All along a southbound oddeusy And the train pulls out of Kankakee And rolls along past the houses, farms and feilds Passin' trains that have no names And freightyards full of old black men The grave yards of the rusted automobiles Singin' good mornin' America, how are you? Sayin' 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, aint no one keepin' score Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle. Feel the wheels a rumblin' through the floor. And the son's of Pullman Porter's and the son's of engineers Ride their father's magic carpet made of steel And mothers with their fantasies, a rockin' to the gentle breeze And the rythym of the rail is all they feel Singin' good mornin' America, how are you? Sayin' don't you know me I'm your native son. Yes, I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when they day is done. But its twilight on the City of New Orleans. Changing cars in Memphis, Tennesee Half way home, and we'll be there by mornin' Through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea But all the towns and people seem To fade into a bad dream And the steel rails still ain't heard the news The conductor sings hius song again The passengers will pleaseain This train has got the disapearing blues Singin' good morning America, how are you? Sayin' 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.

There's nothing complicated about the Way we live We're all here for each onther, happy to give All we have we share And all of us we care So come on Welcome to our family time Welcome to our brotherly time We're happy for given an taken to the friends We're makin' There is nothing we won't do Welcome to our family time Welcome to our happy to be time This is the best of all Ya' know the best of all We're here to share it all If there is a bond between us nobody can explain It's a celebration of life We see our friends again I'll be there for you I know you'll be there for me too So come on Welcome to our family time Welcome to our brotherly time This is the best of all Ya' know the best of all We're here to share it all Remember we love once we're parted Someone need in your heart Finding love, heading a future Telling stories, loving with friend Precious moments you'll never forget This has to be the most beautiful, The most peaceful place I've ever been to It's nothing like I've never seen before When I think how far I've come I can't believe it, yet I see it When I see family I see the way we used to be Come on Welcome to our family time Welcome to our brotherly time We're happy for given an taken to the friends we're makin' There is nothing we won't do So come on Welcome to our family time Welcome to our happy to be time This is the best of all Ya' know the best of all We're here to. We're here to share it all!

Pon tu fe en lo que tú más creas Un ser, dos mundos son Te guiará tu corazón Y decidirá por ti Un paraíso sin tocar En este mundo de amor Se vive bien, se vive en paz Suaves huellas dejas en la arena Un ser, dos mundos son Te guiará tu corazón Y decidirá por ti La jungla cubrirá tu ser Sólo amor podría entrar Se vive bien, se vive en paz Ponte alerta, saca el valor Da fuerza a quien necesita Construye hoy tu protección Las cosas hoy cambian Peligro vas a encontrar El llanto no podrá curar La herida de tu corazón No todo está perdido aún Oye, alguien te está llamando Un ser, dos mundos son Te guiará tu corazón Y decidirá por ti