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March Morning, ‘Merica (Dawns & Daffodils)

Welcome to a magnificent March morning in Southwest Nebraska! This article captures the beauty of the sunrise and showcases a variety of yellow flowers, including daffodils, tulips, lilies, roses, and sunflowers.

Sunrise Photos and Videos
Daffodils
Yellow Flowers Galore

Sunrise Photos and Videos

Witness the breathtaking beauty of the sunrise in Southwest Nebraska through stunning photos and captivating videos. The colors of the sky and the landscape come alive in the early morning light, creating a magical atmosphere.

Daffodils

Marvel at the vibrant yellow daffodils blooming in March, adding a pop of color to the landscape. These cheerful flowers symbolize rebirth and new beginnings, making them a perfect addition to any garden or outdoor space.

Yellow Flowers Galore

Explore a variety of yellow flowers that bloom in March, including tulips, lilies, roses, and sunflowers. Each flower brings its own unique charm and beauty, enhancing the natural splendor of the season.

The article showcases the beauty of the sunrise and yellow flowers such as daffodils, tulips, lilies, roses, and sunflowers. The photos and videos capture the magical atmosphere of the early morning light. Yellow flowers symbolize rebirth and new beginnings, and each flower brings its own unique charm and beauty to the season.

Music: Provided to YouTube by Teldec
City of New Orleans · Arlo Guthrie
The Best of Arlo Guthrie ℗ Teldec Released on: 2023-06-03
Composer: Steven Goodman
Lyricist: Steven Goodman
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bD_1HMXG6KM

Lyrics

Riding on the City of New OrleansIllinois Central, Monday morning rail15 cars and 15 restless ridersThree conductors, 25 sacks of mail

All along the southbound odysseyThe train pulls out of KankakeeRolls along past houses, farms, and fieldsPassing trains that have no nameAn’ freight yards full of old black menAnd the graveyards of the rusted automobiles

Good morning, America, how are ya?Said don’t you know me? I’m your native sonI’m the train they call the City of New OrleansI’ll be gone 500 miles when the day is done

Dealing card games with the old men in the club carPenny a point, ain’t no one keeping scorePass the paper bag that holds the bottleFeel the wheels rumbling ‘neath the floor

And the sons of Pullman portersAnd the sons of engineersRide their fathers’ magic carpets made of steelMothers with their babes asleepAre rockin’ to the gentle beatAnd the rhythm of the rails is all they feel

Good morning, America, how are ya?Said don’t you know me? I’m your native sonI’m the train they call the City of New OrleansI’ll be gone 500 miles when the day is done

Nighttime on the City of New OrleansChanging cars in Memphis, TennesseeHalfway home, we’ll be there by morningThrough the Mississippi darkness, rolling down to the sea

But all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dreamAnd the steel rail still ain’t heard the newsThe conductor sings his songs againThe passengers will please refrainThis train got the disappearing railroad blues

Good night, America, how are you?Said don’t you know me? I’m your native sonI’m the train they call the City of New OrleansI’ll be gone 500 miles when the day is done

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Steve Goodman

The City Of New Orleans lyrics © Sony/atv Tunes Llc