Annas blogg

If you miss the train Im 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

Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name
And the land that I once loved was not my own
Lord Im one, Lord Im two, Lord Im three, Lord Im four,
Lord Im five hundred miles away from home