If you miss the train I'm on. you’ll know that I have gone. 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. Tear drops fell on mama's note. When I read the things she wrote. She said we love you son. We miss you come on home. Well I didn't have to pack. I had it all right on my back. Now I'm five hundred miles away from home. Well I’m walking in these ties. When tears are in my eyes. Trying to read a letter from my home. If this train is running right. I’ll be home tomorrow night. I’m but a five hundred miles away from home. A hundred miles a hundred miles. A hundred miles a hundred miles. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. If you miss the train I'm on. you’ll know that I have gone. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles