(intro) Am E Am Dm Am E Am E Am
Am
The train I ride on is a hundred couches long
E
you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.
Am Dm
If that train runs right Ill be home tomorrow night
Am E Am
cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home
E Am
and I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow.
( Am E Am Dm Am E Am E Am )
Am
Walkin down the track I got tears in my eyes
E
tryin ta read a letter from my home.
Am Dm
If that train runs right I'll be home tomorrow night
Am E Am
cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home
E Am
and I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow.
( Am E Am Dm Am E Am E Am )
