Go to sleep you airy hobo
Let
the town live slowly by
Can't you hear the spirits a-whistling?
That's the hobo's lullaby
I know
you're caught a-rolling and ragging
And your hair is turning gray
Don't worry
about tomorrow For there will be a brighter day
Go to sleep you airy hobo
Let the town live slowly by
Can't you hear the spirits
a-whistling?
That's the hobo's lullaby
I know
the police cause you trouble
They
cause trouble everywhere
But when
you die in Lord Heaven There'll be no policeman there
Go to sleep you airy hobo
Let the town live slowly by
Can't
you hear the spirits
a-whistling?
That's the hobo's lullaby
