900 Miles

I’m walking down the track, I 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
‘Cause I’m nine hundred miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow
Well this train that I ride on is a hundred coaches long
You could hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
If this train runs me right I’ll be home tomorrow night
‘Cause I’m nine hundred miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow

I will pawn you my watch I will pawn you my chain
Pawn you my golden diamond ring
If this train runs me right I’ll be home tomorrow night
‘Cause I’m nine hundred miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow