500 Miles - Rosanne Cash

If you miss the train I'm on

They you know that I am gone

You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

A hundred miles a hundred miles

A hundred miles one hundred miles

You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

Teardrops fell on mama's note

When I read the things she wrote

She said

We miss you hon

We love you come on home

Well I didn't have to pack

I had it all right on my back

Now I'm 500 miles away from home

Lord I'm 1 Lord I'm 2

Lord I'm 3 oh Lord I'm 4

Lord I'm 500 miles away from home

All these years and all these roads

Never lead me back to you

I'm always 500 miles away from home

Away from home away from home

Always out here on my own

I'm still 500 miles away from home

I'm still 500 miles away from home