Hobo Bills Last Ride (Jimmy Rodgers)
[C] Ho -oh oh [G] bo-oh-oh [C] Billy
[C] Riding on an [F] eastbound [C] freight train [F] Speeding through the [C] night
[F] Hobo Bill, a [C] railroad bum was [D7] fighting for his [G] life
The [C] sadness [F] of his [C] eyes revealed the [F] torture of his [C] soul
He [F] raised a weak and [C] weary hand to [G] brush away the [C] cold
[C] Ho -oh oh [G] bo-oh-oh [C] Billy
No [C] warm lights [F] flickered [C] around him, no [F] blankets there to [C] fold
[F] Nothing but the [C] howling wind and the [D7] driving rain so [G] cold
[C] When he [F] heard a [C] whistle blowing in a [F]dreamy kind of [C] way
The [F] hobo seemed [C] contented for he [G] smiled there where he [C] lay
[C] Ho -oh oh [G] bo-oh-oh [C] Bill
[C] Outside the [F] rain was [C] falling on that [F] lonely boxcar [C] door
But the [F] little form of [C] Hobo Bill lay [D7] still upon the [G] floor
While the [C] train sped [F] through the [C] darkness and the [F] raging storm [C] outside
[F] No one knew that [C] Hobo Bill was [G] taking his last [C] ride
[C] Woo...woo.... [G][C]
It was [C] early [F] in the [C] morning when they [F] raised the hobo's [C] head
The [F] smile still lingered [C] on his face, but [D7] Hobo Bill was [G] dead
There [C] was no [F] mother's [C] longing to [F] soothe his weary [C] soul
For [F] he was just a [C] railroad bum who [G] died out in the [C] cold
[C] Woo...woo...
