Testo Hobo's Lullabye

Go to sleep you weary hobo, let the towns trip slowly by can't you hear the steel-rail's humming? That's the hobo's lullaby I know your cloth's are torn and ragged and your hair is turning grey - lift your head and smile at trouble - you'll find peace and rest some day Go to sleep you weary hobo, let the towns trip slowly by can't you hear the steel-rail's humming? That's the hobo's lullaby Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow let tomorrow come and go - tonight you're in a nice warm box-car saved from all the wind and snow. Go to sleep you weary hobo, let the towns trip slowly by can't you hear the steel-rail's humming? That's the hobo's lullaby I know the Police cause you trouble - they cause trouble everywhere - but - when you die and go to heaven, there'll be no policemen there. Go to sleep you weary hobo, let the towns trip slowly by can't you hear the steel-rail's humming? That's the hobo's lullaby