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Nine Hundred Miles 
Nine Hundred Miles 
Well I'm walkin' down the track, I got tears in my eyes Tryin' to read a letter from my home 
cho: If that train runs me right, I'll be home tomorrow night 'Cause it's nine hundred miles where I'm goin'. And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow 'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my home. 
Well the train I ride on is a hundred coaches long You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. 
I will pawn you my watch, I will pawn you my chain Pawn you my gold diamond ring. 
Well if you say so, I will railroad no more Sidetrack my train and come home. 
Recorded by Woody Guthrie