Lyric 500 Miles

If you miss the train I´m on, you will know that I am gone,you can hear the whistle blow, one hundred miles,one hundred miles, one hundred miles,one hundred miles, one hundred miles,you can hear the whistle blow, one hundred milesNot a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name,and the land that I was carved was not my own,Lord I´m one, Lord I´m two,Lord I´m three, Lord I´m four,Lord I´m five hundred miles away from homeA hundred takes along the square, one man stands and stops then there,some day soon a tide of turn and I´ll be free,I´ll be free, I´ll be free,I´ll come home to my country,some day soon a tide of turn and I´ll be freeIf you miss the train I´m on, you will know that I am gone,you can hear the whistle blow, one 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