John Lee Hooker 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's gone, he's gone, he's gone,
Yes, he's gone in a poor some where, oh yeah."
Yes, I left my dear old mother, dear old mother
I left honor, need a crime, oh Lord
Take care of my child
Take care, take care of my child
