The trees and fields rushing by Familiar sights to my eye The rhythm song of the train I'm nearly home I picture you as you were I heed the words I prepare But will they fall on thin air When I get home Down to the last five hundred Miles go rollin' by Times I've sat and wondered Will you, and I, still get along together And though these thoughts fill my head I love the life that we led Will there be someone instead of me When I get home Down to the last five hundred Miles go rollin' by Times I've sat and wondered A stormy sky, another kind of weather Down to the last five hundred Miles go rollin' by Times I've sat and wondered Will you, and I, still get along together Down to the last five hundred Miles go rollin' by