well i m walking down this track with tears in my eyes trying to read a letter from my home if this train runs me right i ll be home tomorrow night lord i m nine hundred miles from my home and how i hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow well this train i ride on it s a hundred coaches long you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles and if this train runs me right i ll be home by tomorrow night but i m nine hundred miles from my home and how i hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow well i ll pawn you my watch and i ll pawn you my chain i ll even pawn you my gold diamond ring cause if this train runs me right i ll be home tomorrow night lord i m nine hundred miles from my home and i hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow yeah i hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow and now i m nine hundred miles from my home