I’m walking down the track, got a tear in my eye
Trying to read a letter from my home
If that trains runs me right, I’ll be home Saturday night
’Cause Im nine hundred miles from my home
And I hate to hear that whistle blow
It’s another time for me, summer on the road
Gone far away from town to town
Got drifting on my mind, I got nothin’ left this time
And Im nine hundred miles from my home
She turned away from me and I took the road that night
Found a ride south to Tennessee
I think how love is gone
I lost my right from wrong
And Im hoping some thing good will come of me
I could have headed North on a rumor of some work
Could have stayed a little closer to my home
But I started traveling south
Walking weeks and months
And I think I may always walk alone
The time for us has gone, ashes of the past
I gave her everything of mine
Oh those pretty dark green eyes
Her pretty dark disguise
Do not think to try
So she left me in my world
Twisted up and blurred
Confused what game is left to me
Im driving on my own long distance now I’ve blown
Wondering about that light that shines for me