Текст песни Hank Snow - Hobo`s Meditation, слова песни Hank Snow

Текст песни Hank Snow - Hobo`s Meditation

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Tonight as I lay on a boxcar just waiting for a train to pass byWhat will become of the hobo whenever his time comes to dieHas the Master up yonder in heaven got a place that we might call our homeWill we have to work for a living or must we continue to roamWill there be any freight trains in heaven any boxcars in which we might hideWill there be any tough cops and brakemen will they tell us that we cannot rideWill the hobo chum with the rich man will we always have money to spareWill they hand respect for a hobo in that land that lies hidden up there[ fiddle - ac.guitar ]Will there be any freight trains...

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Hobo`s Meditation

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