The Last Hobo

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Well the Commodore sleeps with his boots on Under a blanket of Santa Fe snow He got an old harp he plays the blues on He goes scarin' up quarters wherever he goes [Verse 2] The Commodore he's an old hobo And he's wild and he's crazy and he's just about free You know he rode the rails through the Dust Bowl Ah and he sailed the China Sea [Chorus] But there ain't no more rattlers to ride Singapore seen better days He's just an old hobo with no place to go bo All aboard anchors away [Verse 3] With his back to thе front of the boxcar Ah it's cold and it's wet and it's and it's a little too latе And he's way too far from the ocean And he's think'n about givin' up freighters and freights [Verse 4] Decoated he stands on the trestle Considerin' jumpin', Considerin' not When all of a sudden from nowhere Comes the sound of a train he ain't caught [Chorus] But there ain't no more rattlers to ride Singapore seen better days He's just an old hobo with no place to go bo All aboard anchors away He's just an old hobo with no place to go bo All aboard anchors away All aboard anchors away
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Credits
- Writers
- Guy Clark
- Hal Ketchum