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kentuck Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Aug-27-06 12:37 AM
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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.
And I'll be gone 500 miles...
When Katrina is done.
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fasttense Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Aug-27-06 06:06 AM
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1. Oh I just love that song.
With another hurricane on the horizon heading for New Orleans it is so appropriate.
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welshTerrier2 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Aug-27-06 06:16 AM
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2. one of the best ...
Edited on Sun Aug-27-06 06:26 AM by welshTerrier2
source: http://www.cobo.org/goodman/good.html

"In the words of John Prine and Kris Kristoferson, he "wrote the best damned railroad song ever recorded." (City Of New Orleans) Which became one of the most successful songs of Folk Singer, Arlo Guthrie"



Vegematic

Fell asleep last night with the T-V on. Oh, what a dream I had.
I dreamt I went and answered every single one of those late night mail order ads.
And four to six weeks later, much to my surprise,
The mailman came to my front door, and I couldn't believe my eyes
When he brought the Vegematic, and the Pocket Fisherman too,
Illuminated illustrated history of life,
And Boxcar Willie with a Ginzu knife,
A bamboo steamer, and a Garden Weasel too,
And a tie-dyed, dayglow souvenir shirt from Six Flags Over Burbank.

The doorbell rang all morning and into the afternoon.
I shook with fright as it rang all night to the light of the Master Card moon.
There was Parcel Post in the pantry, and UPS in the hall,
C O D's to the ceiling, and I just couldn't pay for it all.

I got the egg scrambler, with a Seal-a-Meal carrying case,
A set of presidential commemorative plates
So I could eat my eggs off the President's face,
A Minute Mender, and a needle that'll knit or crochet,
And an autographed photograph of Rin Tin Tin at Six Flags Over Burbank.

(same chords as 2nd verse:)

I remembered I was dreaming, so I gave a mighty cheer.
When I awoke, it was no joke, 'cause all that shit was here.
So if you fall asleep with the TV on, let me tell you what to do:
Rip the telephone out of the wall unless you want it to happen to you.
You'll get the Vegematic, and the Pocket Fisherman too,
Illuminated illustrated history of life,
And Boxcar Willie with a Ginzu knife,
A bamboo steamer, and a smokeless ashtray too

And an all expenses paid weekend for three at Six Flags Over Burbank.

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