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