Hobo Blues

Hobo Blues

Rl Burnside

When I first thought to
hobo
‘in, hobo’in,
I took a freight train to be my friend, oh Lord
You know I hobo’d, hobo’d, hobo’d, hobo’d,
hobo’d a long, long way from home, oh Lord
Yes, my mother followed me that mornin’, me that mornin’
She followed me down to the yard, oh yeah
She said my son he’d gone, he’d gone, he’d gone
Yes he’s gone
in a, poorsome wear
*, oh yeah
Yes I left my dear old mother, dear old mother
I left my honor,
need
* a crime, oh Lord
Take care of my child,
take care, take care of my child

Hobo Blues

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