Biografía:
Hijo de Woody Guthrie. Siguió los pasos de su padre, pero adaptando el folk tradicional americano a la época de la psicodelia (John Lennon: "Me hice psicodélico como toda mi generación"). Producto de esta tendencia musical es su album "Alice's Restaurant".
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Otras canciones:
- Alice's Restaurant
- Arlo Guthrie
- City Of New Orleans
- City Of New Orleans
- Coming In To Los Angeles
- Coming Into Los Angeles
- Commin' Into Los Angeles
- Darkest Hour
- Victor Jara
- Wedding Song
- Alices Restaurant
- Carry Me Over
- Days Are Short
- Deportee
- Doors Of Heaven
- Down On The American Farm
- Drowning Man
- Epilogue
- Every Hand In The Land
- Gabriels Mothers Highway Ballad16 Blues
- Garden Song
- Gypsy Davey
- Here We Are Way Out In The Country
- Highway In The Wind
- Hobos Lullaby
- Last Train
- Lightning Bar Blues
- Motorcycle Song
- My Peace
- Mystic Journey
- Oklahoma Nights
- Percys Song
- Please Dont Talk About Me When Im Gone
- Presidential Rag
- Prolouge
- Ring
- Shenandoah
- St James Infirmary
- Stealin
- Telephone
- The City Of New Orleans
- The Motorcycle Song
- The Pause Of Mr Claus
- Ukulele Lady
- When A Soldier Makes It Home
- Which Side
- Wont Be Long
- World Away From Me
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
CITY OF NEW ORLEANS (Key D Capo 2nd Fret)
C 2 3 4 C 2 3 4 C 2 3 4 C 2 3 4
[Verse]
C G C
Riding on the City of New Orleans
Am F C
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
C G C
There's fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Am G C
Three conductors and twenty five sacks of mail
Am Em
All along the south bound odyssey, the train pulls in from Kankikee
G D
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Am
Passing towns that have no names
Em
And freight yards full of old black men
G G7 C
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
[Chorus]
F G C
Good morning America, how are you?
Am F C
I said don't you know me, I’m your native son
G C G Am
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
Eb F G G7 C
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
[Verse]
C G C
Dealing cards with the old men in the club car
Am F C
A penny a point, there ain't no one keeping score
C G C
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
Am G C
I can feel the wheels a-grumbling 'neath the floor
Am
And the sons of Pullman porters
Em
And the sons of engineers
G D
Ride their fathers magic carpet made of steel
Am
And the mothers with their babes asleep
Em
Go rocking to the gentle beat
G G7 C
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
[Chorus]
F G C
Good morning America, how are you?
Am F C
I said don't you know me, I’m your native son
G C G Am
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
Eb F G G7 C
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
[Verse]
C G C
Night time on the City of New Orleans
Am F C
We're changing cars for Memphis, Tennessee
C G C
We're halfway home and we'll be there by morning
Am G C
Through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea
Am
And all the towns and people seem
Em
To fade into a bad dream
G D
And the steel rail still ain't heard the news
Am
The conductor sings his songs again
Em
The passengers will please refrain
G G7 C
This train's got the disappearing railroad blues
[Chorus]
F G C
Good Night America, how are you
Am F C
I said don't you know me, I’m your native son
G C G Am
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
Eb F G G7 C
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
F G C
Good Night America, how are you
Am F C
I said don't you know me, I’m your native son
G C G Am
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
Eb F G G7 C
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
2 3 4 1 2 3
Eb F G G7 C
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1
C 2 3 4 C 2 3 4 C 2 3 4 C 2 3 4
[Verse]
C G C
Riding on the City of New Orleans
Am F C
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
C G C
There's fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Am G C
Three conductors and twenty five sacks of mail
Am Em
All along the south bound odyssey, the train pulls in from Kankikee
G D
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Am
Passing towns that have no names
Em
And freight yards full of old black men
G G7 C
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
[Chorus]
F G C
Good morning America, how are you?
Am F C
I said don't you know me, I’m your native son
G C G Am
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
Eb F G G7 C
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
[Verse]
C G C
Dealing cards with the old men in the club car
Am F C
A penny a point, there ain't no one keeping score
C G C
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
Am G C
I can feel the wheels a-grumbling 'neath the floor
Am
And the sons of Pullman porters
Em
And the sons of engineers
G D
Ride their fathers magic carpet made of steel
Am
And the mothers with their babes asleep
Em
Go rocking to the gentle beat
G G7 C
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
[Chorus]
F G C
Good morning America, how are you?
Am F C
I said don't you know me, I’m your native son
G C G Am
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
Eb F G G7 C
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
[Verse]
C G C
Night time on the City of New Orleans
Am F C
We're changing cars for Memphis, Tennessee
C G C
We're halfway home and we'll be there by morning
Am G C
Through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea
Am
And all the towns and people seem
Em
To fade into a bad dream
G D
And the steel rail still ain't heard the news
Am
The conductor sings his songs again
Em
The passengers will please refrain
G G7 C
This train's got the disappearing railroad blues
[Chorus]
F G C
Good Night America, how are you
Am F C
I said don't you know me, I’m your native son
G C G Am
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
Eb F G G7 C
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
F G C
Good Night America, how are you
Am F C
I said don't you know me, I’m your native son
G C G Am
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
Eb F G G7 C
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
2 3 4 1 2 3
Eb F G G7 C
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done
2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1
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