900 Miles Lyrics

I am walking down this track,
I've got tears in my eyes,
I'm tryin' to read a letter from my home;
Well if this train runs me right,
I'll be home tomorrow night,
'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home.
Well this train that I ride on,
Is a hundred coaches long,
I can hear her whistle blow one million miles;
But if this train runs me right,
I'll see my man tomorrow night,
'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home.
Lord, I hate to hear a whistle blow,
That long lonesome train whistling down.
I will p*** you my wagon,
I will p*** you my team,
I will p*** you my watch and my chain;
'Cause if this train runs me right,
I'll be home tomorrow night,
And I'm nine hundred miles from my home.
Lord, I hate to hear that whistle blow,
That long lonesome train whistling down.
I am walking down this track,
I've got tears in my eyes,
I'm tryin' to read a letter from my home;
And if this train runs me right,
I'll be home tomorrow night,
'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home.
And if this train runs me right,
I'll be home tomorrow night,
'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home.
Nine hundred miles from my home.
Yes, I'm nine hundred miles from home.