Lullaby for a Hobo

Come and soothe your tired feet now

You’ve been traveling for so long

Let the hay receive your body

Fall asleep to your own song

Don’t you worry ’bout tomorrow

Let tomorrow bear its pain

This old barn is yours to borrow

Safe from all that wind and rain

Come and soothe your tired feet now …

You’re looked down upon and taunted

So your pride’s not very strong

But there’s a place where you are wanted

Heaven knows where you belong

Come and soothe your tired feet now …