If
you miss the train a month
Then you know that light have gone
You can hear that whistle blow
a hundred miles
A hundred miles,
a hundred miles A hundred miles,
one hundred miles
You can hear that whistle blow a hundred miles
Teardrops fell on my mom's nose
When I read the things she wrote
She said, we miss you, oh we love you
Come on home
When I didn't have to beg I had it all right on my back
That line a five hundred miles away from home
Low down one,
low down two Low down three, low down four
Low down a five hundred miles away from home
All these years and all these roads Never left meaning back to you
I'm still five hundred miles away from home
Away from home,
away from home
Always out here on my own
I'm still five hundred miles away from home
I'm still five hundred miles away from home