Standard (EADGBE)

Go to sleep, you weary hobo,

Let the town drift slowly by.

Listen to those steel rails humming

That's a hobo's lullaby

Do not think about tomorrow,

Let tomorrow come and go,

Tonight you've got a nice warm box car,

Safe from all this wind and snow.

I know the police cause you trouble,

They cause you trouble everywhere.

But when you die and go to heaven

You'll find no policeman there.

So go to sleep, you weary hobo,

Let the towns drift slowly by.

Listen to the steel rails humming

That's a hobo's lullaby.