Terry callier

O dear, what can the matter be? Dear, dear, what can the matter be? O dear, what can the matter be Johnny's so long at the fair. Johnny's so long at the fair. He promised he'd bring me a bunch of blue...

I'm just walking down this track, I've got tears in my eyes, Tryin' to read this letter from my home. If this train runs me right I'll be home tomorrow night. 'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from my...