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
But lift your head and smile at trouble
You'll find peace and rest someday
Don't you worry about tomorrow
Let tomorrow come and go
Tonight, you're in a nice warm boxcar
Safe from all that wind and snow
Oh, I know the police cause you trouble
Well, they cause trouble everywhere
But when you die and go to heaven
You'll find no policeman there
So 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
Can't you hear the steel rails hummin'?
That's the hobo's lullaby
