Riding on that eastbound freight train speeding through the night
Hobo Bill the railroad bum was fighting for his life
And the sadness of his eyes revealed the torture of his soul
He raised a weak and weary hand to brush away the cold
No warm lights flickered around him, no blankets there to hold
Nothing but the howling wind, the driving rain so cold
When I heard a whistle blowing in a dreamy kind of way
The hobo seemed contented for he smiled there where he lay
Hey, Ho-bo Bill
Outside the rain was falling on the lonely boxcar door
But the little form of Hobo Bill lay dead upon the floor
While this train sped through the darkness, through the raging storm outside
No one knew that Hobo Bill was taking his last ride
Hey, Ho-bo Bill
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