900 Miles Lyrics

900 Miles lyrics

I'm walking down this track,
I've got tears in my eyes,
Trying to read a
letter from my home.
If this train runs me right
I'll be home tomorrow
night.
I'm nine hundred miles from my home.
And I hate to hear that
lonesome whistle blow.

I'll pawn you my watch
And I'll pawn you my
chain;
Pawn you my gold diamond ring.
If this train runs me right
I'll
be home tomorrow night.
I'm nine hundred miles from my home.
And I hate to
hear that lonesome whistle blow.

The rain I ride on
Is a thousand
coaches long.
You can hear that whistle blow a hundred miles.
If this
train runs me right
I'll be home tomorrow night.
I'm nine hundred miles
from my home.
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow.

If my
woman says so
I will railroad no more
I'll sidetrack my wheeler and go
home.
If this train runs me right
I'll be home tomorrow night.
I'm
nine hundred miles from my home.
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle
blow.