Sanoja: Reba McEntire. Five Hundred Miles Away from Home.

Tear drops fell on mama's note
When I read the things she wrote
She said, "We'll miss you girl"
We love you come on home

Well I didn't have to pack
I had it all right on my back
Now I'm five hundred miles
Away from home

Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred miles
Away from home

It's hard to tell the state I'm in
Where I'm going, where I've been
But there's a dream
I've been following so long

If mama knew the things I've done
She'd forgive them everyone
But I'm still five hundred miles
Away from home

Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred miles
Away from home

Can't remember when I ate
It's just thumb and walk and wait
And I'm still five hundred miles
Away from home

If my luck had been just right
I'd be with them all tonight
But I'm still five hundred miles
Away from home

Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes, I'm five hundred miles
Away from home
Lord, I'm still five hundred miles
Away from home