(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
