Текст песни Emmylou Harris - Hobo's Lullaby

Go to sleep you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by
Can't you hear the steel rails hummin '
That's the hobo's lullaby

I know your clothes are torn and ragged
And your hair is turning gray
Lift your head and smile at trouble
You'll find peace and rest someday

Now don't you worry 'bout tomorrow
Let tomorrow come and go
Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcar
Safe from all that wind and snow

I know the police cause you trouble
They cause trouble everywhere
But when you die and go to Heaven
You'll find no policemen there

So go to sleep you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by
Listen to the steel rails hummin '
That's a hobo's lullaby

Go to sleep, tired tramp
Let the cities slowly pass you by
You will no longer hear the rumble of steel rails
This is the lullaby of the tramp

I know your clothes are worn and torn
And your hair turned gray.
Put your head down and smile at troubles
Someday you will find peace and quiet.

Don't worry about tomorrow
Let tomorrow come and go
Tonight you're in a nice warm freight wagon
Sheltered from any wind and snow

I know the police often got you in trouble
They do it everywhere
But when you die and come to heaven
You won't find any cops there

So fall asleep, tired tramp
Let the cities slowly pass by
Listen to the steel rails hum
This is the lullaby of the tramp