Nine Hundred Miles

Nine hundred miles - Nina Og Frederik

I'm walkin' down the track

I like got tears in my eyes

I'm tryin' to read a letter from my home

If that train runs right

I'll be home tomorrow night

'Cause it's nine hundred miles where I'm goin'

And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow

The train that I ride on is a hundred coaches long

You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

If that train runs right

I'll be home tomorrow night

'Cause it's nine hundred miles where I'm goin'

And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow

I will pawn you my watch

I will pawn you my chain

Pawn you my gold diamond ring

If that train runs right

I'll be home tomorrow night

'Cause it's nine hundred miles where I'm goin'

And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow

My women say so I'll rain no more

I'll sight tructor train angle home

If that train runs right

I'll be home tomorrow night

'Cause it's nine hundred miles where I'm goin'

And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow

And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow

And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow