900 Miles (900 Miles From Home)

I was walking down the track
I got tears in my eyes
Tryin' to read a letter from my home
If that train runs 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 I'll pawn you my watch
And I'll pawn you my chain
Pawn you my gold diamond ring
If that train runs 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 that train I ride on
Is a hundred coaches long
You can hear that whistle blow a hundred miles
If that train runs 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

If my wife she says so
Well I'll railroad no more
I'll take that train along that side track there
If that train runs 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

Traditional, adapted and arranged by Derroll Adams
(as it appears on the album Portland Town)

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