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 five hundred miles when the day is done Riding on the city of New Orleans Illinois Central, Monday morning rail

You're going to find someone If it's too much pressure, babe Maybe I'm not the one for you, baby If you gotta question me, babe Think of all I've done for you, baby I said I know that That's ready for you Teach me a lesson, babe Teach me a lesson, baby

I'm the son of all I've done Impostor, been fostered I will tell you what I can But your mind will take a stand I sing of a greater love Let me know when you've had enough Then my new father drained my dirty blood Then my new father drained my dirty