If you miss the train I'm on, you will miss the train I'm on. You will know that I am gone. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name. And the land that I once loved is not my own. Lord, I'm one. Lord, I'm two. Lord, I'm three. Lord, I'm four. Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home. A hundred tanks along the square. One man stands and stops in there. Someday soon the tide will turn and I'll be free. I'll be free, I'll be free. I'll come home to my country. Someday soon the tide will turn and I'll be free. If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. Lord, I'm one. Lord, I'm two. Lord, I'm three. Lord, I'm four. Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home. Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home. I'll be free, I'll be free. I'll come home to my country. Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home. Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home. Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home.