| Go to sleep, you weary hobo. |
| Watch the towns go drifting by
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| Can’t you hear the rails a-singin'? |
| That’s the hobo’s lullaby
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| Don’t you worry about tomorrow. |
| Let tomorrows come and go
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| Tonight you’ve got a nice, warm boxcar, free from all the wind and snow
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| Go to sleep, you weary hobo. |
| Watch the towns go drifting by
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| Can’t you hear the rails a-singin'? |
| That’s the hobo’s lullaby
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| I know the police cause you trouble. |
| They cause trouble everywhere
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| But when you die and go to heaven, there’ll be no policemen there
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| Go to sleep, you weary hobo. |
| Watch the towns go drifting by
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| Can’t you hear the rails a-singin'? |
| That’s the hobo’s lullaby
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| Can’t you hear the rails a-singin', ooh? |
| That’s the hobo’s lullaby |