(goebel reeves)



Go to sleep, you weary hobo

Let the towns drift slowly by

Can't you hear the steel rail hummin'?

That's a hobo's lullaby



Do not think about tomorrow

Let tomorrow come and go

Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcar

Safe from the all the wind and snow



I know your clothes are torn and ragged

And your hair is turnin' gray

Lift your head and smile at trouble

You'll find happiness someday


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