Lord, you ought to been uptown
And seen that train come down
You could hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
You could hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
Oh, I'm walking these ties
With tears in my eyes
I'm trying to read a letter from home
From my home, from my home
From my home, from my home
I'm trying to read a letter from my home
If this train runs right
I'll be home saturday night
I'm five fundred miles away from my home
Away from home, away from home
Away from home, away from home
I'm five fundred miles away from home
You could hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
