Hobo's Lullaby

Go to sleep you weary hobo

Let the towns drift slowly by

Can't you hear the steel rails hummin'?

That's the hobo's lullaby

I know your clothes are torn and ragged

And your hair is turning gray

Lift your head and smile at trouble

You'll find peace and rest someday

Now don't you worry 'bout tomorrow

Let tomorrow come and go

Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcar

Safe from all that wind and snow

I know the police cause you trouble

They cause trouble everywhere

But when you die and go to Heaven

You'll find no policemen there

So go to sleep you weary hobo

Let the towns drift slowly by

Listen to the steel rails hummin'

That's a hobo's lullaby