Five Hundred Miles
If you miss the train I*m on, you will know that I am gone. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.
Lord, I*m one, Lord, I*m two, Lord, I*m three, Lord, I*m four, Lord, I*m five hundred miles from my home. Five hundred miles, five hundred miles, five hundred miles, five hundred miles. Lord, I*m five hundred miles from my home.
Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name, Lord, I can*t go home this a way. This a way, this a way, this a way, this a way. Lord, I can*t go home this a way.
If you miss the train I*m on, you will know that I am gone. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles* |