Fiddlin' John Carson — Im Nine Hundred Miles From Home

[Verse 1] Lord, I'll pawn you my watch and I'll pawn you chain Pawn you, my gold diamond ring That don't pay my little woman's fine Pawn you my wagon and my team [Chorus] You can count the days I'm gone on the train that I left on You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles If that train runs right I'll be home tomorrow night Lord, I'm nine hundred miles from my home [Verse 2] I used to have a woman, she would walk and talk with me Now she's just setting on some other rounder's knee She's done told him what she won't tell me And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow [Chorus] You can count the days I'm gone on the train that I left on You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles If that train runs right I'll be home tomorrow night Lord, I'm nine hundred miles from my home [Verse 3] I went down to the depot, Lord, not many days ago Got on the train and the train went a-flyin' I looked back behind and my baby was a-cryin' And he's gone and left me alone [Chorus] You can count the days I'm gone on the train that I left on You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles If that train runs right, she'll see John tomorrow night Lord, I'm nine hundred mile away from my home