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...City of New Orleans, Arlo Guthrie - 1972

  Author:  5301  Category:(Music) Created:(1/29/2021 5:09:00 PM)
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Good evening USM!
 
I'll get to the music in just a moment but first  I'm going to date myself here and tell you about the time in my youth when I coexisted
with dinosaurs but the dinosaurs of which I speak were built of iron and steel, breathed fire and belched thick smoke.
 
The final days of of the railroad steam engine in Canada.
 
 
Two years after this photo was taken, my father made a point of taking my sister and myself to the
Oakville train station to get a look at this same train as it made it's last stop in town on it's final run.
It was something to take in for a three year old kid but I still have the memory of this black behemoth,
the black smoke and the hissing as it released excess steam.
 
As you may have noticed from the picture, the town wasn't a major metropolis back then and got pretty quiet at night.
We lived a fair distance from the tracks but you could still hear the lonesome whistles as trains moved past in the
darkest hours of the night and wonder where they were going to and what they might be carrying.
 
Fast forward another couple of years and my mother would take us for our train ride into nearby Toronto each Christmas to
view the store windows in the major department stores of the time - Eatons and Simpsons , in a time when these stores would
build extravagant displays guaranteed to awe adults and children alike. Afterwards, we would go to the food automat in the
Simpsons store...it seemed like anything you could want was behind a little glass door and all you had to do was pop a few
coins in  a slot and lunch was ready!
 
Those days have sadly disappeared now and whatever reatilers there are left do not go all out in the same manner as they once did.
 
 
 
 
 
 
"City of New Orleans" by Arlo Guthrie has always made me feel sentimental for those times.
Riding the rails, passing through empty corridors of land populated here and there with 
evidences of industry and junkyards and those few isolated homes at the edges of farmland.
 
I've always found it to have a somewhat sentimentally haunting sound.
 
 
Once again, I would like to thank Zema for telling me how to add videos to a post.
I lost that knowledge somewhere in the past and she was kind enough to take the time and tell me how it was done.
 
 
 
 
 



 

 City of New Orleans ~ Arlo Guthrie

 

 

Lyrics
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 name

Freight yards full of old black men

And the graveyards of the 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

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
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
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

But all the towns and people seem

To fade into a bad dream

And the steel rail still ain't heard the news

The conductor sings his songs again

The passengers will please refrain

This train got the disappearing railroad blues
Good night, 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.
 
 

 


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Date: 1/30/2021 2:06:00 AM  From Authorid: 5940    A very interesting read. Oddly enough, my only experience riding a train was as a child growing up in Southern California.

I grew up near Knott’s Berry Farm and that was back before it had turned into an amusement park, and you were free to enter and walk around

. They had some rides but nothing like it is today. One was a small roller coaster type where it was like riding through a mine in the side of a mountain, another was a horse drawn stage coach and last but not least, an old fashioned steam locomotive with a couple passenger cars hooked up to it.

That you could ride around the park and to add to the excitement they staged a cowboy robbery hold up complete with the sheriff making an arrest , kind of like Roy Rogers.
  
Date: 1/30/2021 5:42:00 AM  ( From Author ) From Authorid: 5301    

...I was really surprised when Nani came to Ontario the first time.
She had never been on a train or the subway before.

To me, these were things I took for granted, especially having to
take them every day to a job that would have cost half the paycheck
in gas had I driven to it. It also added four to five hours of travel
time to my daily schedule. I don't miss that too much. That's the basis
for my email addy.

  
Date: 1/30/2021 5:48:00 AM  From Authorid: 5940    Oh, I forgot to mention the monorail at Disney Land, but that was electric.

I imagine it was an awesome time for the both of you. I had to commute to job many years ago by car and didn’t like it. And as time changed and I long since moved to Arizona, they finally got around to restoring the fabled Red Line Metro system that was in place when my Dad was a young adult.
  
Date: 1/30/2021 5:54:00 AM  ( From Author ) From Authorid: 5301    

...carrying Nani's luggage wasn't so awesome. She had packed her anvil collection.

  
Date: 1/30/2021 5:56:00 AM  From Authorid: 5940    Lol! Yep, and it usually takes the ladies longer to get ready to go out on the town whereas I can be ready in 20 minutes.  
Date: 1/30/2021 5:57:00 AM  ( From Author ) From Authorid: 5301    

...did your Red Line Metro have any suspension in it's buses?
Just a question from a TTC rider that felt like he was dropping
into a canyon every time the bus hit a small pothole in the road.

  
Date: 1/30/2021 6:00:00 AM  ( From Author ) From Authorid: 5301    

...Nani was pretty good when it came to getting prepared to going out. She had her "stuff" together.

  
Date: 1/30/2021 6:00:00 AM  From Authorid: 5940    Not sure, but imagine the fun when an earthquake hit.

https://la.curbed.com/2015/7/30/9935072/red-car-air-line-expo-line-history
  
Date: 1/30/2021 8:46:00 AM  From Authorid: 5940    Though I never met Nani in person, we had been in contact through email or chat room as well as here on USM. I always appreciate her sense of humor and once in a great while talked on the phone with the birth of unlimited minutes.

And it goes without saying that she was very fond of you, which speaks volumes. Perhaps if you were to call me once in awhile I might vote for you in the next election.
  
Date: 3/25/2023 6:48:00 PM  From Authorid: 21435    Hekler Good information. I've actually never rode any distance on a train, except for the subway, in the bigger cities. I like the tune, also. Ride on.....  

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