Johnny Cash — City Of New Orleans (ver 2) Chords

here are the bar chords (i think, i am still learning)if you don't feel like messing
a capo:

  Bb    F     Gm    D#   Dm     C     F7    G7      F (?)
e | ———————1—————3———————————5————————————1—————3—————————————— | 
B | —3—————1—————3—————8—————6——————5—————4—————6——————10—————— | 
G | —3—————2—————3—————8—————7——————5—————2—————4——————10—————— | 
D | —3—————3—————5—————8—————7——————5—————1—————3——————10—————— | 
A | —1—————3—————5—————6—————5——————3—————3—————5——————8——————— | 
E | ———————1—————3————————————————————————1—————3—————————————— | 
   
Bb             F       Bb
Riding on the City of New Orleans
Gm                D#             Bb
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Bb                F                Bb
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Gm                    F                    Bb
Three conductors and twenty—five sacks of mail.
Gm                                 Dm
All along the south bound odyssey, the train pulls out of Kenkakee
F                                 C
Rolls along past houses farms and fields
Gm                                 Dm
Passing trains that have no name, freight yards of old black men
F                 F7           Bb
And graveyards of rusted automobiles.
  
      Chorus:
        D#            F      Bb
        Good morning America, how are you?
        Gm                      D#               Bb
      Say, don't you know me, I'm your native son.
        Bb                         F             Gm    G7
        I'm a train they call the City of New Orleans
                 D#                 F                    Bb
        I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
  
Verse:
Bb                           F                  Bb
Dealing card games with the old men in the club car
Gm                D#                 Bb
Penny a point ain't noone keeping score
Bb              F                Bb
Pass the paper bag but hold the bottle
Gm              F                    Bb
Feel the wheels rumbling 'neath the floor
Gm                                       Dm
And the sons of Pullman porters, and the sons of engineers
F                                         C
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel
Gm                                 Dm
Mother with her babes asleep, rocking to the gentle beat
F                     F7                 Bb
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.

      ::Chorus::
Bb              F               Bb
Nightime on the City of New Orleans
Gm              D#               Bb
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee
Bb              F                   Bb
Half way home we'll be there by morning
Gm                      F                            Bb
through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea.
Gm                           Dm
and all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream
F                                        C
And the steel rail still ain't heard the news
Gm                                   Dm
The conductor sings his songs again, the passagers will please refrain
F                     F7                   Bb
This train got the disappearing railroad blues.
 
      Chorus:
        D#            F          Bb
        Good night America, How are you?
        Gm                      D#               Bb
        Say, don't you know me, I'm your native son.
        Bb                            F             Gm   G7
        I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
                D#                 F                    Bb
        I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.