Bubijeva pesmarica

If you maiss the train I'm Con
You will kndow that I am gFone
You can hGear the whistle blFow,
One hundred mailes.

One hundred mCiles, one hundred mailes
One hundred mdiles, one hundred md₇iles
You can hGear the whistle bloFw
One hundred mCiles.

Lord I'm one, lord I'm two,
Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four,
Lord I'm five hundred miles from my home.

Five hundred Cmiles, five hundred amiles,
Five hundred dmiles, five hundred d₇miles,
Lord, I'm Gfive hundred Fmiles
from my Chome.

Not a shirt on my back,
Not a penny to my name,
Lord, I can't go home this-a-way.

This-a-way, C athis-a-way,
This-a-way, d d₇this-a-way,
Lord, GI can't go Fhome
Cthis-a-way.