Nine Hundred Miles

One of these mornings, it won't be long Captain's gonna call and I'll be gone I'll be nine hundred miles away from home cway from home Lord, away from home I'll be nine hundred miles away from home You can count the days I'm gone You can tell the train I'm on You can hear the whistle blow cs she rolls by, as she rolls by Lord, as she rolls by Hear the whistle blow as she rolls by Yeah My over-shoes are worn My over-clothes are torn cnd I hate to go home now this-away This-away, Lord, this-away Hate to go home now this-away With my mama she says so Well, I'll railroad no more I'll sidetrack my train and then go home cnd go home, Lord, and go home Sidetrack my train and go home If I die a railroad man Wanna be buried in the sand So I can hear old number nine cs she rolls by as she rolls by Lord, as she rolls by Hear old number nine as she rolls by cs she rolls by, Lord, as she rolls by Hear old number nine as she rolls by