立冬了 本来是吃着火锅 唱着歌的时候
苦于这个城市从不下雪 就这样 这个不成文的默契 今年是达不成了
北方已经下雪了 离家的游子们
也是时候打个电话 让亲人朋友多添一件衣服了
If you miss the train I'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
Lord, I'm one, Lord, I'm two
Lord, I'm three, Lord, I'm four
Lord, I'm 500 miles away from home
Away from home, away from home
Away from home, away from home
Lord, I'm 500 miles away from home
Not a shirt on my back
Not a penny to my name
Lord, I can't go back home this a-way
This a-way, this a-way
This a-way, this a-way
Lord, I can't go back home this a-way
If you miss the train I'm on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles