little form of Hobo Bill Lay still upon the floor As the train sped through the darkness And the raging storm outside No one knew that Hobo Bill Was
and brakemen will they tell us that we cannot ride Will the hobo chum with the rich man will we always have money to spare Will they hand respect for a hobo
to be on time to meet old Number Four So sling the coal, we?ll make it, boy, or never ride no more While in the rear boxcar, a lonely hobo lay Heading
Traduction: Neige, Hank. Hobo de Méditation.
Traduction: Neige, Hank. Last Ride The Hobo est.
Traduction: Neige, Hank. Last Ride Bill Hobo est.
