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CIf you miss the train I'm Amon You will Dmknow that I am gone You can hear the whistle Gblowin` a hundred Cmiles CLord I'm one, Lord I'm Amtwo, Lord I'm Dmthree, Lord I'm four Lord I'm Gfive hundred miles away from Chome
CNot a shirt on my Amback Not a Dmpenny to my name Lord I can't go back Ghome this a-Cway CThis a-way, this a-Amway, this a-Dmway, this a-way Lord I can't go back Ghome this a-Cway
CWell, I'm walking these Amties, With the Dmtears in my eyes Trying to read a Gletter from my Chome CFrom my home, from my Amhome, from my Dmhome, from my home Trying to read a Gletter from my Chome
CIf this train's running Amright I'll be Dmhome by Saturday night I'm 500 Gmiles away from Chome CAway from home, away from Amhome, away from Dmhome away from home I'm 500 Gmiles away from Chome