It’s a long, long way from the hills of
To the arms of my darlin’ in Jackson Tennessee
And it’s a hard, hard way to try to make a livin’
But it’s the quickest way to get ahead both of us
agree
And it’s been twenty seven weeks but it seems more
like forever
Still the pay was good and worth the sacrifice
The work is finally over and I’m getting’ close to
I can’t wait to see her and I know she’ll be surprised
Chorus:
How many times must I cross that old
Travelin’ through the State of
How many times must I cross that old
‘Till I know that I’m home free
Until I know that I am home free
Well I never dreamed I’d find her in the arms of
another
She didn’t know I was comin’ home tonight
And now the sheriff is a searchin for the owner of a
shotgun
Who left two lovers frigid in the early mornin’ light
Chorus:
How many times must I cross…
Repeat Chorus:
How many times must I cross…