《Hobo Bill’s Last Ride(Live)》歌词

[00:00:01] Riding on that eastbound freight train

[00:00:06] Speeding through the night

[00:00:10] Hobo Bill a railroad bum

[00:00:14] Was fighting for his life

[00:00:18] The sadness of his eyes revealed

[00:00:22] The torture of his soul

[00:00:26] He raised a weak

[00:00:27] And weary hand to brush away the cold

[00:00:36] Ho-bo Bill

[00:00:44] No warm lights flickered round him no

[00:00:48] Blankets there to hold

[00:00:52] Nothing but the howling wind

[00:00:56] And the driving rain so cold

[00:01:02] When he heard a whistle blowing

[00:01:06] In a dreamy kind of way

[00:01:10] The hobo seemed contented

[00:01:14] For he smiled there where he lay

[00:01:20] Ho-bo Bill

[00:01:47] Outside the rain was falling on

[00:01:51] That lonely boxcar door

[00:01:55] But the little form of Hobo Bill lay

[00:01:59] Still upon the floor

[00:02:05] There was no mother's longing

[00:02:09] To soothe his weary soul

[00:02:13] For he was just a railroad bum

[00:02:17] Who died out in the cold

[00:02:23] Ho-bo Bill