

Rolling down the rusted track
Looking forward, never looking back
This old hobo train is bound to run
Chasing down a cold and distant sun
Ride that hobo train,
let the engine moan (mmmmm)
Ride that hobo train,
I'm a long way from home (yeah)
Steam is rising from the iron wheels
You don't know how empty this traveler feels
Ticket in my pocket,
dust on my shoes
Just another mile of these hobo blues
Ride that train (mmmmm)