Five Hundred Miles

Peter, Paul and Mary

Originale

Versione di Bobby Bare, 1963.

FIVE HUNDRED 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 a way 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-a way. This-a way, this-a way, This-a way, this-a way, Lord, I can't go back home this-a 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. A hundred miles, a hundred miles, A hundred miles, a hundred miles, You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.

FIVE HUNDRED MILES AWAY FROM HOME I'm five hundred miles away from home Teardrops fell on mama's note When I read the things she wrote She said "We miss you, son. We love 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 Away from home away from home Cold and tired and all alone Yes I'm five hundred miles away from home (spoken) I know this is the same road I took the day I left home. But it sure looks different now. Well I guess I look different, too cause time changes everything. I wonder what they'll say when they see their boy looking this way? Oh I wonder what they'll say when I get home Can't remember when I ate It's just thumb and walk and wait And I'm still five hundred miles away from home If my luck had been just right I'd be with them all tonight But I'm still five hundred miles away from home Away from home away from home Cold and tired and all alone Yes I'm five hundred miles away from home Oh, I'm still 500 miles away from home.