(instrumental)
(Instrumental)
Translation: Grant, Amy. Gabriel's Oboe.
Guitar (simon) & violin (stephane grappelli) Instrumental
Tonight as I lay on the boxcar Just waiting for a train to pass by What will become of the hobo When his time comes to die There's a Master up yonder
go drifting by Can't you hear the rails a singin'? That's the hobo's lullaby Can't you hear the rails a singin', ohh That's the hobo's lullaby
dreamy kind of way The hobo seemed contented for he smiled there where he lay It was early in the morning when they raised the hobo's head The smile
a circle in a world full of squares Trading sorrows for tomorrows, that's the hobo's prayer Trading sorrows for tomorrows, that's the hobo's prayer
Hobo Let the towns drift slowly by Can you hear the steel rails hummin?? That?s the Hobo?s lullaby That?s the Hobo?s lullaby That?s the Hobo?s lullaby
Go to sleep you weary hobo Let the towns drift slowly by Can't you hear the steel rail humming That's a hobo's lullaby Do not think about tomorrow Let
(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
had a woman's touch Young girl's eyes In seconds flat I was pros'lytized Turned around And made to feel sweet love But the hands of time Keep tickin' on my back 'Cause it's
in the mornin' When they raised the hobo's head The smile still lingered on his face But Hobo Bill was dead There was no mother's longin' To soothe his
and brakemen will they tell us that we cannot ride Will the hobo chum with the rich man will we always have money to spare Will they hand respect for a hobo
to be on time to meet old Number Four So sling the coal, we?ll make it, boy, or never ride no more While in the rear boxcar, a lonely hobo lay Heading