Текст песни Nine Hundred Miles - Nana and Fredrick

I'm walking down the track, and I got tears in my eyes.
I'm trying to read a letter from my home, if that train runs right, Lord i'll be home tomorrow night.
Cause i'm 900 miles from my home.
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow.
That train that I ride on, is a 100 coaches long.
You can hear that whistle blow 100 miles.
If that train runs right, Lord i'll be home tomorrow night, cause i'm 900 miles from my home.
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow.
I'd pawn you my watch, I would pawn you my chain.
I'll pawn my gold diamond ring.
If that train runs right, Lord i'll be home tomorrow night, cause i'm 900 miles from my home.
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow.
If my woman says so, I would railroad no more.
I would sidetrack that train and go ho-o-ome.
F that train runs right, Lord i'll be home tomorrow night, cause i'm 900 miles from my home.
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.