Nine Hundred Miles (instrumental) Songtext
von Woody Guthrie

It′s that long lonesome train to whistlin' down

Well,I′ll pawn you my wagon
And I'll pawn you my team
Pawn you my watch and my chain

If this train runs me right
I'll see my woman Saturday night
I′m a long lonesome place from my home

And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow
It′s that long lonesome train to whistlin' down


Well,this train I ride on
Is a hundred coaches long
You can hear her whistle blow
A hundred miles

If this train′s on time
I'll see that little woman of mine
′Cause I'm tired of a livin′ like a dog
And I hate to hear that railroad whistle blow

It's that long lonesome train to whistlin' down

Well the woman that I love
She′s on that train and gone
It′s the fastest train on them all
And the whistle that she blows
Is the lonesome whistle call
You can here that whistle blow a hundred miles
I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow


It's that long lonesome train to whistlin′ down