Hobo Wind

Hobo wind blows down the track
A forgotten whistle and a clackity-clack
Just lookin' for a long lost friend
Aint nothin' more lonely than the hobo wind

Hobo wind rides abandoned rails
Stirs the potter's fields where the unknown fell
Across the trestle and around the bend
Aint nothin' more sadder than the hobo wind

Deserted box cars along the way
Now just a home where the critters stay
But there's a railroad song and the smell of gin
Ridin' on the tail of that hobo wind

Hobo wind is lost in time
From coast to coast on a ghostly line
A restless feelin' so deep within
An endless destination for the hobo wind

Deserted box cars along the way
Now just a home where the critters stay
But there's a railroad song and the smell of gin
Ridin' on the tail of that hobo wind
Ridin' on the tail of that hobo wind