Chorus:
  Go to sleep, you weary hobo. Watch the towns go drifting by. Can't you hear the rails a-singin'? That's the hobo's lullaby.
  
  Don't you worry about tomorrow. Let tomorrows come and go.
  Tonight you've got a nice, warm boxcar, free from all the wind and snow.
  
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  I know the police cause you trouble. They cause trouble everywhere,
  But when you die and go to heaven, there'll be no policemen there.
  
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  Can't you hear the rails a-singin', ooh? That's the hobo's lullaby.