Blood on the Saddle - Nine Hundred Miles (Dead Zone Version) [feat. Kevin Keller]

One of these mornings, it won't be long
Captain's gonna call and I'll be gone
I'll be nine hundred miles away from home

Away from home
Lord, away from home
I'll be nine hundred miles away from home

You can count the days I'm gone
You can tell the train I'm on
You can hear the whistle blow
As she rolls by

As she rolls by
Lord, as she rolls by
Hear the whistle blow as she rolls by

My overshoes are worn
My over clothes are torn
And I hate to go home now this-away
This-away, Lord, this-away
I hate to go home now this-away

With my mama she says so
Well, I'll railroad no more
I'll sidetrack my train and then go home
And then go home, Lord, and go home
Sidetrack my train and go home

If I die a railroad man
Wanna be buried in the sand
So I can hear old number nine

As she rolls by as she rolls by
Lord, as she rolls by
Hear old number nine as she rolls by

As she rolls by, Lord, as she rolls by
Hear old number nine as she rolls by

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