Well I don't know where I'm goin'.

But I do know where I've been.

And I know that where I am just ain' the place.

I can hear that whistle blowin'.

A callin' me back home.

To where I can hear your voice and see your face.



I've got a lot of nothin'.

To show for where I've been.

Got an empty heart and empty pockets too.

But they say that you'll have mercy.

On a weak ol' boy like me.

And I'm hopin' and I'm prayin' that it's true.



Been gone so long I don't know the way back home and feelin' blue.

Well I reach in my back pocket and much to my surprise.

I find a ticket for a train right back to you.



Well I seem to have lost sight.

Of all that I held dear.

Black and white has turned to gray I can't see through.

But I know up in my knower.

That You are all that matters.

That's why I'm puttin' all my hope in you.