500 Miles
If you miss the train I'm on
You will know that I have 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.
Lord, I'm one, Lord, I'm two,
Lord, I'm three, Lord, I'm four,
Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from my home.
Five hundred miles, five hundred miles,
Five hundred miles, five hundred miles;
Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from my home.
Had to have my day;
Had to get my way;
I thought I'd take the world by the tail.
Had to search for me-
Break away, get free,
And I found I'm free to fail.
Not a shirt on my back,
Not one penny to my name;
Lord, I can't, I can't go home this-a-way.
This-a-way, this-a-way,
This-a-way, this-a-way;
Lord, I can't, I just can't go home this-a-way.
More and more each day,
My thoughts steal away
To the place where I belong.
A still small voice inside
Says, "Lay down your foolish pride,
And just admit that you were wrong."
So if you hear the train I'm on,
You will know that I have gone;
You can hear the whistle blow-
You can hear the whistle blow-
You can hear that whistle blow a hundred miles.
A hundred miles.
A hundred miles.
Words & Music by Hedy West, Atzal Music (ASCAP). © 1970 Warner Bros. Records Inc. Additional Break Words and Music by Dave Burkum. © Copyright 1994 by Dave Burkum.
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