500 Miles

If you 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




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

away from home ,  away from home,  

away from home , away from home

Lord I’m five hundred miles away from home




Not a shirt on my back

not a penny to my name

Lord I can*t go back home this way

 this way , this way, 

this way, this way

Lord I can*t go back home this way





If you miss the train I’m on

you will know that I am gone

You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles





And the land that I once loved was not my own

A hundred tanks along the square

One man stands and stops them there

Some day 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

Some day soon the tide will turn and I’ll be free