500 Miles - Hedy West


500 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, a hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

If my honey said so, I would railroad no more
I'd sidetrack my engine and go home
And go home, and go home, and go home and go home
I'd sidetrack my engine and go home.

Lord, I'm one, Lord, I'm two, Lord, I'm three
Lord, I'm four, Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home
Away from home, away from home, away from home, away from home
Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home

I told her in my little letter, just as plain as I could tell her
That she'd better come along and go with me
Go with me, go with me, go with me, go with me
she'd better come along and go with me

My clothes are all torn and my shoes are all worn
Lord, I can't make a livin' this away,
This a-way, this a-way, this a-way, this a-way
Lord, I can't make a livin' this away

If this train runs on right, I'll be home tomorrow night
For I'm coming down the line on number nine
number nine, number nine, number nine, number nine
For I'm coming down the line on number nine

Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name
Lord, I can't go back home this a-way
This a-way, this a-way, this a-way, this a-way
Lord I can't go back home this away

If you miss the train I'm on, You will know that I have gone
You will hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

(incorporating the modification in Maeve's note
Also, I swapped around worn and torn in verse 5)


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