Blues is a natural fact, is something that a fellow lives. If you don't live it you don't have it. Young people have forgotten to cry the blues. Now they talk and get lawyers and things.
Big Bill Broonzy
Lyrics to Hobo Blues : When I first thought to hobo'in, hobo'in, I took a freight train to be my friend, oh Lord You know I hobo'd, hobo'd, hobo'd, hobo'd, Hobo'd a long, long way from home, oh Lord
Yes, my mother followed me that mornin', me that mornin' She followed me down to the yard, oh yeah She said my son he'd gone, he'd gone, he'd gone Yes he's gone in a, poorsome wear*, oh yeah
Yes I left my dear old mother, dear old mother I left my honor, need* a crime, oh Lord Take care of my child, Take care, take care of my child [ Hobo Blues Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
Lyrics to Hobo Blues :
ReplyDeleteWhen I first thought to hobo'in, hobo'in,
I took a freight train to be my friend, oh Lord
You know I hobo'd, hobo'd, hobo'd, hobo'd,
Hobo'd a long, long way from home, oh Lord
Yes, my mother followed me that mornin', me that mornin'
She followed me down to the yard, oh yeah
She said my son he'd gone, he'd gone, he'd gone
Yes he's gone in a, poorsome wear*, oh yeah
Yes I left my dear old mother, dear old mother
I left my honor, need* a crime, oh Lord
Take care of my child,
Take care, take care of my child
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