[00:00.000] 作曲 : Jimmie Rodgers
[00:08.02]Riding on the eastbound freight train
[00:12.26]Speeding through the night
[00:16.09]Hobo Bill a railroad bum
[00:19.16]Was fighting for his life
[00:22.62]The sadness of his eyes revealed
[00:26.40]The torture of his soul
[00:30.51]He raised a weak and weary hand
[00:34.20]To brush away the coal.
[00:37.36]No warm lights flickered round him
[00:41.59]No blankets there to hold
[00:45.14]Nothing but the howling wind
[00:49.04]That the driving rain so cold
[00:52.46]When he heard a whistle blowing
[00:55.94]In a dreamy kind of way
[00:59.92]The hobo seemed contented
[01:03.46]For he smile there where he lay
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[01:14.79]Outside the rain was falling
[01:18.85]On the lonesome boxcar door
[01:22.50]But the little form of Hobo Bill
[01:26.35]Lay still upon the floor
[01:30.16]And the train sped through the darkness
[01:33.41]And the raging storm outside
[01:37.57]No one knew that Hobo Bill
[01:41.31]Was taking his last ride
[01:43.93]
[01:52.39]It was early in the morning
[01:55.85]When they raised the hobo's head
[02:00.02]The smile still lingered on his face
[02:03.74]But Hobo Bill was dead
[02:07.53]There was no mother longing
[02:10.87]To soothe his weary soul
[02:14.98]For he was just a railroad bum
[02:18.60]Who died out in the cold
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