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NINE HUNDRED MILES Well I'm walkin' down the track, I got tears in my eyes Tryin' to read a letter from my home cho: If that train runs me right, I'll be home tomorrow night 'Cause it's nine hundred miles where I'm goin'. And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow 'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home. Well the train I ride on is a hundred coaches long You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. I will pawn you my watch, I will pawn you my chain Pawn you my gold diamond ring. Well if you say so, I will railroad no more Sidetrack my train and come home. Recorded by Woody Guthrie @travel @train filename[ MILES900 TUNE FILE: MILES900 CLICK TO PLAY RG |
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