Nine Hundred Miles

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I-- am walkin' down this track
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I've got tears in my eyes
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I'm tryin' to read a letter from my home
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An' if  this train runs me right
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I'll be home Saturday night
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'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home
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Lord I hate to hear
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that lonesome whistle blow


This train I ride on
is a hundred coaches long
Well, you can hear her whistle blow
a million miles
An' if  this train runs me right
I'll see my woman on saturday night
'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home
Lord I hate to hear
that lonesome whistle blow

I will pawn you my wagon
And I will pawn you my team
I will pawn you my watch and my chain
An' if  this train runs me right
I'll be home Saturday night
'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home
Lord I hate to hear
that lonesome whistle blow
That long lonesome train whistlin' down