Five Hundred Miles - Bobby Bare

If you miss the train I'm on You'd 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 From my home Five hundred miles, five hundred miles Five hundred miles, five hundred miles Lord I'm five hundred miles From my home Not a shirt on my back Not a penny to my name Lord I can't go home This a-way This a-way, this a-way This a-way, this a-way Lord I can't go home This a-way If you miss the train I'm on You'd know that I am gone You can hear the whistle blow A hundred miles

Tear drops fell on mama's note When I read the things she wrote She said, we miss you girl 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 It's hard to tell the state I'm in Where I'm going, where I've been But there's a dream I've been following so long If mama knew the things I've done She'd forgive them everyone But I'm still five hundred miles away from 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

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 You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles

Bring your love Bring your love Bring your love Spending time on the other side of paradise Out of the open air I'll run softly through your halls And drag my love across your walls You'll know I've been there (Know I've been there) Oh put your face right up to mine Lemme look straight into your eyes Oh lemme stare Just to feel Alone in the heave of love Bring on over Bring on over Your love Your love, your love Your love, your love Your love You wanna swallow me like air Spit me out Leave me bare Oh a little love A little touch It's all too much or never enough Go on and leave me there Mmm My shaking hands Your broken smile Through split lips Yeah I spit denial Oh you couldn't care Just to feel Alone in the heave of love Bring on over Bring on over Bring your love Bring your love Bring your love Bring your love Bring your love Mmm Oh Ooh Bring on over Bring on over your love Bring on over Ooh your love Bring on over love Bring on over Bring on over Just to feel Alone in the heave of your love Bring on over