文本歌词

Cisco Houston - Nine Hundred Miles From Home
I'm walkin' down the track I got tears in my eyes
I'm tryin' to read a letter from my home
And If this train runs me right I'll be home Saturday night
'Cause it's nine hundred miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow
That long lonesome train whistlin' down
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
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
An' if this train runs me right
I'll be home Saturday night
'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home
And I hate to hear
That lonesome whistle blow
That long lonesome train whistlin' down