Hobo
You might find me in most any railroad depot
But not standing where the paying people are
I'll be busy making reservations
For a first class ticket on a cabin car.
But you'll never find this hobo in an airport
'Cause I ain't found out how to hitch a plane
But if you wanna see a master working
Just stand back and watch this hobo catch a train.
You might find me dining late some evening
But not in a cafe with a fancy name
And I won't be eatin' steak from Kansas City
But a can of beans cooked on an open flame.
But you'll never find this hobo in an airport
'Cause I ain't found out how to hitch a plane
But if you wanna see a master working
Just stand back and watch this hobo catch a train.
Once a year I gather with my brothers
Praying for the good of all mankind
And if you listen close you'll hear me singing
Those Salvation Army songs at Christmas time.
Shall we gather at the river.
But you'll never find this hobo in an airport
'Cause I ain't found out how to hitch a plane
But if you wanna see a master working
Just stand back and watch this hobo catch a train...
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