(Goebel Reeves)Go to sleep, you weary hoboLet the towns drift slowly byCan’t you hear the steel rail hummin’?That’s a hobo’s lullabyDo not think about tomorrowLet tomorrow come and goTonight you’re in a nice warm boxcarSafe from the all the wind and snowI know your clothes are torn and raggedAnd your hair is turnin’ grayLift your head and smile at troubleYou’ll find happiness someday