500 Miles

If you miss the train IÂ’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

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

A hundred tanks along the square,
One man stands and stops them never
Some day soon, the tide will turn, and IÂ’ll be free
IÂ’ll be free, IÂ’ll be free, IÂ’ll come home to my country,
Some day soon the tide will turn and IÂ’ll be free

If you miss the train IÂ’m on, you will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles,
Lord IÂ’m one, Lord IÂ’m two, Lord IÂ’m three, Lord IÂ’m four,
Lord IÂ’m five hundred miles away from home
Lord IÂ’m five hundred miles away from home
IÂ’ll be free, IÂ’ll be free, IÂ’ll come home to my country,
Lord IÂ’m five hundred miles away from home
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
Lord IÂ’m five hundred miles away from home