The Hooters - 500 miles

If you ^Gmiss the train I'm ^Emon, you will ^Amknow that I am ^Cgone You can ^Amhear the whistle ^Cblow a hundred ^Dmiles, A hundred ^Gmiles, a hundred ^Emmiles, A hundred ^Ammiles, a hundred ^Cmiles, You can ^Amhear the whistle ^Cblow a hundred ^Gmiles

Not a ^Gshirt on my ^Emback, not a ^Ampenny to my ^Cname And the ^Amland that I once ^Cloved was not my ^Down Lord I'm ^Gone, Lord I'm ^Emtwo, Lord I'm ^Amthree, Lord I'm ^Cfour, Lord I'm ^Amfive hundred ^Cmiles away from ^Dhome

A hundred ^Gtanks along the ^Emsquare, One man ^Amstands and stops them ^Cthere Some day ^Amsoon, the tide will ^Cturn, and I'll be ^Dfree I'll be ^Gfree, I'll be ^Emfree, I'll come ^Amhome to my ^Ccountry, Some day ^Amsoon the tide will ^Cturn and I'll be ^Dfree

If you ^Gmiss the train I'm ^Emon, you will ^Amknow that I am ^Cgone You can ^Amhear the whistle ^Cblow a hundred ^Dmiles, Lord I'm ^Gone, Lord I'm ^Emtwo, Lord I'm ^Amthree, Lord I'm ^Cfour, Lord I'm ^Amfive hundred ^Cmiles away from ^Dhome