“If you miss the train I\'m on(如果你错过了我坐的那班火车) You will know that I am gone(你应明白我已离开) You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles(你可以听见一百英里外飘来的汽笛声) A hundred miles, a hundred miles(一百英里,一百英里) …… Lord I\'m five hundred miles from my door(上帝啊,我已离家五百英里) Not a shirt on my back(我衣衫褴褛) Not a penny to my name(我一文不名) Lord I can\'t go a-home this a-way(上帝啊,我不能这样回家) ……” 她的声线清润柔和,引得大厅的翁姐也一路跟进了休息室,坐在那儿笑眯眯地嗑了好一会儿瓜子。