s. harris
900 MILES
I'm a-walking down the track, I've got tears in my eyes
Trying to read a letter from my home
If that train runs me right, I'll be home Saturday night
'Cause I'm 900 miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow,
That long lonesome train whistlin' down
Well this train I ride on is a hundred coaches long
You can hear her whistle blow a hundred miles
And if this train runs me right I'll be home Saturday night
'Cause I'm 900 miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow
that long lonesome train whistlin' down
I will pawn you my wagon, I will pawn you my team
I will pawn you my watch and my chain
And if this train runs me right... [etc.]