Hobo Blues

歌詞

Got a hole in my pocket, I've done packed my ol' knapsack I got a train to catch a mile on down the track Well, I've been hangin' around this old town way too many days I got to ramble on, I must be on my way I got the Hobo Blues...... I gotta go, gotta go, God, I got the Hobo Blues And when I hear that whistle blow, son I gotta move, gotta move, God, I got the Hobo Blues Well, some women try to hold me, but I keep on movin' on Well, my hat don't hang nowhere for too long Cause I'm caught up in the feeling of that same ol' great train song I got the Hobo Blues deep down in my bones When I die, won't you bury me in an old box car With a coffee can and my old guitar But make sure that I'm close enough to hear that passin' train I got the freight train fever chuggin' through my veins