If you miss the train I'm on
they you know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
A hundred miles  a hundred miles
a hundred miles  one hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
Teardrops fell on mama's note
When I read the things she wrote
She said
We miss you  hon
we love you  come on home
Well  I didn't have to pack
I had it all right on my back
Now I'm 500 miles away from home
Lord  I'm 1  Lord  I'm 2
Lord  I'm 3  oh Lord  I'm 4
Lord  I'm 500 miles away from home
All these years and all these roads
Never lead me back to you
I'm always 500 miles away from home
Away from home  away from home
Always out here on my own
I'm still 500 miles away from home
I'm still 500 miles away from home