| Hobo, You Can Ride This Train |
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| I bet there’s a lotta hoboes Lord set on them rods |
| Even A-number one and all 'em cats, yeath man |
| All aboard for Pittsburgh, Harrisburg oh all the burgs |
| Hobo, you can’t ride this train |
| Now I’m the brakeman and I’m a tough man |
| I ain’t jokin' you, can’t ride this train |
| Boys, you ain’t so bad |
| After all you all right with me |
| I think I will let you ride |
