Written by Jimmie Rodgers
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Tonight as I lay on a boxcar
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Just waiting for a train to pass by
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What will become of the hobo
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Whenever that time comes to die
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Has the Master up yonder in heaven
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Got a place that we might call our home
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Will we have to work for a living
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Or can we continue to roam
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Will there be any freight trains in heaven
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Any boxcars in which we might hide
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Will there be any tough cops and brakemen
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Will they tell us we cannot ride
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Will the hobo chum with the rich man
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Will we always have money to spare
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Will they have respect for a hobo
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In the land that lies hidden up there
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Will there be any freight trains in heaven
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Any boxcars in which we might hide
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Will there be any tough cops and brakemen
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Will they tell us we cannot ride
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Will the hobo chum with the rich man
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Will we always have money to spare
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Will they have respect for a hobo
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In the land that lies hidden up there
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